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letra de got filth - g-mo skee

[verse 1: g-mo]
b00bies to b-lls like we was playing marbles
till i nutted all you and taught you a new trick with a rope and a broomstick
i’m too sick choose who you wanna lose with
i’ll eat a f-cking rat on a toothpick and p–p sh-t
and you can rave and rant
until i put your whole camp in the mother f-cking ground like a plant
if your looking for action ill put my foot on your back and hit you in the back of your head with a bat and just smash it
came in the place with a case spraying the ammo
i stay in a f-cking abando playing a banjo
candles lit the kids know the roomers are true it ain’t safe so stay home and do what you do
foul -ss i got your wife’s mouth gagged watch me rub her turk with my brown sack and lounge back
count stacks while she sucks me like count drack let me pound that then baby gave me wow crabs

[hook:g-mo]
i just stepped up in the pill right now
and i’m feeling ill right now
so let me tell you whats real right now
tell you how i feel right now
i come through dunking
i cause destruction
and at least 30 motherf-ckers got k!lled
no repercussions
its like its nothing
i must be a dirty motherf-cker (got filth)

[verse 2:g-mo]
would you like a flesh cookie? yes two please
shimmer a little cinnamon on it and make this sh-t less chewy
dead b-tch sitting next to me
arm around her neck at a desk watching internet movies
getting tempted to pinch her left b00by
told n0be “bring the camera homie” n-gga just said “groovy”
inf gang in a fat oowie
so excited i might just get wasted and make it a s-x movie
top pimp got hoes that swallow c-m snots spitting if i fed em hot sh-t they would not trip
stir it with some hot grits and small bits of sausage and say aww b-tch bring it on b-tch
when i speak you respond b-tch
and hold my gat down when i hit the motherf-cking mosh pit
f-ggots locked up in the attic at my moms crib
had the key i lost it somebody call the locksmith

[verse 3: g-mo]
got filth f-ck around and get the cops k!lled
pack the pistol from the top shelf under my belt
and now i’m choosing while you’re screaming and bleeding as i slowly shove a knife deep in your cleavage and leave it
i’m scared as sh-t my therapist couldn’t fix me
back to the nuthouse did you miss me?
pair of scissors in my jacket for them f-ggots that go against me ill sever your f-cking scalp and throw that sh-t like a frisbee
give me a reason to hate you and ill erase you
from the face of the earth and the church ain’t gonna save you
if you can’t destroy me then avoid me f-cker
im more than happy to put your -ss the morgue with the others
strapped with a bomb that was self made blind folded with a 12 gauge have you ever felt pain?
if not get ready to get shot and if so you’re still getting hit ho so be a ghost

- g mo skee

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