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letra de g - g-mo skee

[verse 1: g-mo skee]
now how many n-ggas you know came out the p-ssy drinking jäger?
ashing blunts in his mom’s c-nt while she’s in labor
a premature crack baby slash freak of nature
born with deformity so they stored me in the incubator
it’s bay business, i gave bash to g-y fishes
hate women, put the in the furnace and make sk-nk biscuits
twisted brain, these n-ggas thinking this sh-t’s a game
till they see my house and the human decomposition stinks
i’ve never been the n-gga to ignore a feud
you don’t wanna beef with this particular sort of dude
i don’t think you have the testicular fort-tude
get your organs moved to the fridge where i store the food
and i only f-ck with schizophrenic b-tches
that’ll slit they wrists if i left, i tell that heifer split it
matter of fact, i recommend it, that’s the best decision
life sucks and i would be an -ssh0l- to let you live it

[hook: g-mo skee]
now who that n-gga ripping you and your crew?, “g”
who make the nuthouse do what it do?, “g”
now who could break a b-tches pockets and purse
the most s-d-stic and twisted n-gga that’s walking the earth?, “g”

now who could make you f-cking puke in your soup?, “g”
who make a m-ss murder shooting look cute?, “g”
now who could make you f-cking strangle a hoe
and dangle her out of the window so they neighbors’ll know, “g”

[verse 2: g-mo skee]
how many n-ggas you know k!ll whatever he rapping on?
with more tracks than a f-cking heroin addicts arm
songs get shat upon, d-ck bigger than omega shenron
so your momma tried to gather my dragon b-lls
ask them n-ggas in the psychiatric ward
g-mo got ’em bouncing off the walls and the padded floor
i gave ’em medication that they never had before
under the counter drugs, they couldn’t find ’em at the store
i still got the midget army marching
all my fans go to jail for flipping cars and arson
you never met an artist with more of a cold fan base
they get down, f-ck around and get a grown man raped
this the type of music you can kick somebody’s -ss to
the type of music brenda threw her baby in the trash to
the type of music b-tches get s-xually har-ssed to
the type of music terrorists burn american flags to

[hook: g-mo skee]
who looking for another human to chew?, “g”
who sitting in the court room in a suit?, “g”
now who could make you take some acid and drive
swerve into the wrong lane and k!ll a family of five?, “g”

who mix 151 proof with the juice?, “g”
who threw a f-cking gamecube from the roof?, “g”
now who could make you slap a teacher in cl-ss
jump up out your f-cking seat and start beating her -ss?, “g”

[verse 3: g-mo skee]
how many n-ggas spit it so raw, when a n-gga do it
you could probably getting salmonella if you listen to it?
make you take a bath when you finish with the music
k!lling trannies and f-gs for a sick amus-m-nt
n-gga, we ain’t the same breed of mc at all
trump builds a wall, i hope it’s between me and y’all
this ain’t my final form, watch g-mo skee evolve
into a ten foot tall mythical wildebeest with claws
n-gga, keep your -ss home cause at night i’m lurking
i’ll light a person on fire and watch ’em die a virgin
i rape b-tches and murk ’em inside a white suburban
i’m writing verses and they p-ssing off entire churches
so if you trying to get your buzz up with a diss
hold hands and jump off the bay bridge with your clique
and if you see my n-ggas driving through where you live
tuck your motherf-cking chain in like bruce jenner’s d-ck

[hook: g-mo skee]
now who that n-gga took a deuce on your stool?, “g”
who make the juggalos do what it do?, “g”
who got the filth spray quick as the clap
making p-ssy -ss n-ggas scared to listen to rap?, “g”

who k!lling everything that move in the booth?, “g”
who got that n-gga vinnie paz in cahoots?, “g”
who kick the wicked sh-t graphic and deadly?
got the kids buying f-cking furry hats and machetes?, n-gga

- g mo skee

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