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letra de crazy niggas - horseshoe g.a.n.g

[royce da 5’9 speaking]
it’s nickel
i’m a thoroughbred d n-gga or whatever right?
i f-ck with these c.o.b n-ggas
i stamped them just like they stamped me
and if i say it’s a stamp, it’s a stamp
cause i f-ck with n-ggas that’ll cut your f-ckin’ kids up
and put ’em somewhere

[hook: demetrius capone]
murder, murder murder
i’m the craziest n-gga you ever heard of
know what? hold up
i’m a loony bin escapee
rappers don’t like me
soon they gonna hate me

[verse 1: julius luciano]
i s-xually -ssault tracks man, the news reports state
the rape rate raised at an unusual rate
i’m sick, i’ma skeet in tube of colgate
make my b-tche use it, tell her excuse the foreign taste
i wanna get felatt’d by every wh0r- this track
waitin’ for jordin sparks to lose some more weight
my head’s twisted i can’t screw it on straight
i stick the knife in your head give you the unicorn face
then i’m hackin’ your f-ggot family tree
put an axe to every branch and leave
my javelin’s stabbin’ your aunt and niece
breakin’ your ??? , wearin’ a ski mask and a ski
i jab a spleen with a j-panese katana
and as you scream, you bleed on the television
i’mma sell this sh-t as a plasma screen
maniac indeed, i went to the garden of eden
and talked eve into shakin’ her tambourines
she asked me was my d-ck bigger than adam’s, please
pulled out my snake and two apples, something she hasn’t seen
but f-ck a b-tch, all i need is a bathroom sink
a stack of king magazines and some vaseline

[hook: demetrius]
murder, murder murder
i’m the craziest n-gga you ever heard of
know what? hold up
my sh-t talk is automatic
and y’all f-ggots can’t sh-t talk
cause you toss salad

[verse 2: kenny siegel]
i take the track and rape it
as long as the beat hard as ej-cul-tion
i love bustin’ like i’m addicted to m-st-rbation
i’m sick of b-tches callin’ me manic
i plan to date psychiatric patients
who get my -ss-ssinatin’ fascination
and my decapitatin’ b-st-rds cravin’
i’ll bang your daughter, have her callin’ me daddy
like i’m your d-mn replacement
my head is achin’ and it’s racin’
i hear a voice, and i can’t escape it
they say i’m as manic as a fan of satan
i’ll sip on liquor til my liver shrivels, til my steerin’ swivels
til my walkin’ ability becomes near a cripple’s
til i walk and topple over from the beer and ripple
then point my pistol at whoever from i hear a giggle
i just might start spazzin’ for no reason, clappin’ straps
sending b-st-rds back to their home screamin’
y’all think i give a f-ck who i scratch? you hoes chiefin’
i’m nasty as guzzling a gl-ss of your own s-m-n
i’m on some f-ck all humans, listen i’m monstrous
so i shoot blimey, like i’m missing a conscience
like, f-ck a direction my strap isn’t a comp-ss
if i hit innocent bystanders, mission accomplished

[hook: demetrius]
murder, murder murder
i’m the craziest n-gga you ever heard of
know what? hold up
see i’m tryna get dissed
if you a famous rapper
then your mama is a b-tch

[verse 3: demetrius]
aye, who let the psycho possess a mic?
when i possess a f’n mic, yo i’m reverend right?
i’d rather resurrect michael instead of christ
when i see the cops, like a bible i tell ’em lies
aye, i’m a bit out of the norm
watchin’ the scramble channel with animal p-rn
i chew through my mother’s stomach
that’s how a cannibal’s born
we are backwards like korn, wow
what if for fun, the gun cl!cker
rewind time and find your mom as a young stripper
let her unzip the zipper, get her liquored up
d-ck her, c-m in her, that’s how i son n-ggas
after she have you i trash you
reminiscing a young brenda, just for fun
there’s none sicker
i’ll make a nun l!ck another nun’s cl-to-ris
slit your wrist pr-ck, before you f-ck with her
k!ller, my game is quite sick
i got enough game to change a athiest racist white dyk-
that just hates a light d-ck, like i’m
-n-lly rapin’ her, i just came on some tight sh-t

[hook: demetrius]
murder, murder murder
i’m the craziest n-gga you ever heard of
know what? hold up
i’m a loony bin escapee
rappers don’t like me
soon they gonna hate me

murder, murder murder
i’m the craziest n-gga you ever heard of
know what? hold up
see i’m tryna get dissed
if you a famous rapper
then your mama is a b-tch

[royce speaking again]
well if you’re a famous rapper… your mama is a b-tch
haha, if you a famous rapper your mama is a b-tch
i told crook, i said “crook man…
you got a motherf-ckin’ firing squad over here”
so it’s official, i’m officially on my slaughterhouse
horseshoe g.a.n.g, motherf-ckin’ cob, treacherous records tip
mic records is in the motherf-ckin’ building
nickel n-gga! saucy i see you… yeah haha

[outro: dice dinero]
yo, it’s the horseshoe weekly
see you next week so
c.o.b easy

- horseshoe g a n g

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