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letra de face off if it was aggressively sus! - hydracoque

[intro: tech n9ne-inches]
spirit of a lion describes my pole
jizzin’ while they cryin’ inside tight holes
wishin’ of a riot inside my throat
precum drippin’, n-ggas dyin’ when i find tight holes

[verse 1: tech n9ne-inches]
d-ck gonna split him, don’t fit
you ’boutta get yo’ ass ripped, my technique is so sick
i’m ’boutta to make him cum quick
whole lotta muscle, you can’t escape so don’t struggle
g-yer than me? n-gga f-ck no
i pack cum loads in male bum holes
feelin’ hot to k!ll with top, my meal’s the c-ck
i steal the c-ck, i grill the c-ck
for real i chopped it, yield your c-ck
my vril is shot, the deal was c-ck you til you plop
i go to h-ll to meet mo’ g-ys
brushin’ my t–th with s-m-n, i call it p-n-s colgate
head is competitivе, my d-ck better kid, i go cray
gonna be drеaded because i fed it to the mo’ graves
when you wake up in jizz and blood
ain’t no way you ’boutta get up
how you know that i clapped yo ass?
cause you got a motherf-ckin’ wet b-tt
always gonna have to pay cost
when i f-ck you, i’m the g-y boss
when i feel like steel and you stay soft
you prolapse out while i spray off!
[chorus: hydracoque]
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!

[verse 2: blowie cool]
cummin’ in a young man, nuts rumblin’
run up, f-ck your b-tthole
d-ck gon help you understand, but stay humble
don’t n0body wanna talk about the g-ys of the world
we hatin’ the girls, straights will all crumble
and i might stumble, but i pick myself up
jack myself off, my thoughts of the godd-mn c-ck
i’m givin’ neck like i’m malcolm s-x
like i’m splooger king, like i’m p-rnell west
like i’m fruity p., like i’m hooker t
like i’m b-n-r parks, i’ma need g-y s-x
f-ggots know what i’m ’bout, i’ll run up in your house
feet up all on yo couch, f-ck you right in yo mouth
i ain’t f-ck for no clout, turn that ass inside out
i’m prepared for b-n-r battle whenever there is a bout
my p-n-s throbbin’, i see an -n-s i’m robbin’
my policy is to f-ck all men, i take it beyond it tho
my n-ggas g-y and erotic, and really my raping is ominous
all of your gape is too obvious
me and my nuts swole, the muscle, i rape for the audience
i am a g-y with some knowledge
if you wanna enter my ring, you would hate to be opposite
clap n-ggas tight, f-ggot n-gga s-x, slammin’ all night
p-n-s got ’em all staggerin’
cum on his back and his eyes and give him neck
that’s when he spread to the side, clap faster
i’m gon keep slammin’ the dudes, rammin’ the poles
they ass hurt but it’s just my swagger
f-ckin’ a n-gga to death, you be claimin’ you g-y
but my n-gga i’m mo’f-ckin’ f-ggot
[chorus: hydracoque]
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!

[verse 3: king-size iso]
hard d-ck spray off, how i’m the givin’ the rape
is just based off the g-y n-ggas i crave
cummies spray off, i’m a skeet fighter
beat breaks off like the d-ck that i take
hand out ass fistings, my gape
haters ate out with their d-cks i filleted
l!ckin’ g-y b-lls then i jazz on their face
rip your face off like your d-ck, i’m enraged
yeah, d-ckin’ in rage
bust inside his bussy like i’m fistin’ his gape
i was ticklin’ my d-ckhole goin’ mental
thinkin’ b-tches would undress me but they didn’t
i remember them days
and i don’t wanna be that man, n-gga, i’m g-y
literally i’ve been suckin’ p-n-s all day
since a little one n-gga really been givin’ the brain
and the more i think about it, my life was twisted, wait
reminiscin’ on when all my f-gs would wonder
why they couldn’t reach me like they didn’t have my number
fightin’ for my f-ggotry, forever had the hunger
f-ck an albanian n-gga just like his ass a bunker
c-ck him like i’m master’s brother, better break that assh0l-
bust from halfway under, hit more times than acupuncture
when it comes to b-ttf-cking, i’m assh0l- thunder
really it be funny, how my d-ck up in you dummies
how i’m grippin’ on his iron while i’m cummin’ on the mic
my n-gga it is really bl–dy when i fist him with my ice
when i beat the bussy up until it is no longer tight
i tell him, n-gga spread that bussy
take your pants and make ’em drop
bet you that he stumble when i jab him with the c-ck
cream inside his cumhole, p-n-s harder than a rock
cause really we can f-ck until his prolapsed -n-s flops! (p-n-s)
[chorus: hydracoque]
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!
we gon cum bro, we gon rape yo face off!

[verse 4: the c-ck and tech n9ne-inches]
s-xual drive, erotic power!
we stay h-rny! we deflower!
g-y n-ggas twerk, booty for hours
we gape, seed showers
hiv+ in my veins, my cum is laced up with aids
all straights are lame, so what’s my motherf-ckin’ name?
(hydracoque) what they gonna get tho?
s-x vacations, stretch his -n-s
if i wanna cream into the f-ggots
face to face, we inseminatin’
when i have to shoot splooge in asses
lean on ya while i cream, my nuts rumblin’
you’re gonna scream “papa”
so bring all the, d-ck to me while i do what?
cum inside you with my skeet mana!

[outro: the c-ck]
i’m in love with s-x crimes
rape you, there i wanna
cum take
that’s g-y rap

- hydracoque

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