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letra de i suck at rapping (r@nt tr@ck) - gxgetalegion

[intro – gxgetalegion]
alright, lemme vent all this sh-t out
stuff about to go deeper than now

[verse i – gxgetalegion]
every single one of these f-ckers is fake
lazy gen z people with their pathetic breaks
suck a fat f-cking sausage with your milkshakes
obese motherf-cker needs a diet to fix their mistakes
i suck at rapping on these d-mn tracks
but the dumb f-cks amongst the population has amassed to infinity
f-cking around everyone’s vicinity
it’s all about the money, ain’t it sissy?
missy, it won’t be about the money you d-mn piggy b-tch
i could care less for your dumbass snitch of an attitude
i’m too busy with finding a stitch for my broken heart you old prude
you f-cks are old news and consumed by electronic media
it ain’t so great to see your femin-z- ass around being so devious
why so serious?
you are like ducks i can pot shot with facts and logic, so delirious
h2o on the jason face mask, mysterious
but hey, he so hilarious
i’m just over here being generous
all you suckers being curious
being so envious of rappers today
soundcloud rap is the way to go apparently these days
and i’m done with these mistakes people commit as sin
and now it’s time for redemption… by throwing them in the trash bin
[interlude – gxgetalegion]
i’m so tired of these f-ckers telling me what i should and shouldn’t rap about like… leave me the f-ck alone, buddy

[verse ii – gxgetalegion]
don’t know why people call it cursing
all they are doing is rehearsing words as they start swearing
vocabulary is very daring in public places, everyone staring
sirens be blaring when i approach you at the red lights
under the night sky’s shadows of light
fistfight you f-cker till you can’t see anymore, ight?
wanna fight me p-ssy ass b-tch, daniela dyk-?
didn’t think so, you can’t even stand up for yourself, first strike
you ain’t a man until you stand up for yourself like the third reich
acting all childlike like a f-cking fool, sit your fatass on the couch ghostlike
take a f-cking hike if you will, homer b-tch
ain’t you such a snitch that needs stitches in a cinch
beaten and bruised because you deserved it with every inch of a punch
now things are about to crunch down as i hate this petty bullsh-t
f-ck all this

[verse iii – gxgetalegion]
keep on dreaming of my wrists being slit
but i keep imagining pummeling your face within a cinch
very easy to do with your weak ass to flinch
go ahead and binge on your big mac as you type on your keyboard
you are a wh0re on board with the rest of the store’s brands
everyone be like you and consumers are getting bored of you
torn away from drinking up your tears of pathetic garbage
your kind should be discarded from all shelves, get departed
we’ll see you never ever ever again, it’s for the better
bye-bye daniela b-tch
next time we meet, no doctor alive will be able to stitch what i do to you

- gxgetalegion

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