letra de small blows, big hits - i still don't have a fucking name
hold up dude, slow it down and wait a bit
give it a second it’ll f-cking hit
dirt brown eyes got me always looking atsh-t
you didn’t catch that? i’m a pessimist
five foot 8′ and filled with hate
bout to burst, inflate inflate
my words repeating for emphasis
bottled up inside me like a f-cking cyst
i’ll bite my t–th, i’ll clench my fist
i’m not some p-ssy that will slit his wrist
blood splattered on those walls, red mist
i don’t give a f-ck who that b-tch kissed
because a mother f-cker straight dodging my stares
contemplating throwning that c-nt down a flight of stairs
this sick fantasies are all i see
when that b-tch straight stops and looks at me
i would necrofeel that b-tch up
can’t cheat now you f-cking c-nt
now you understand how i feel
small blow, big hits, keep it real
letras aleatórias
- letra de 8pm thoughts - chris boonk
- letra de oh nadine - big harp
- letra de nosebleed - sidney phillips
- letra de vetro (from the netflix rap show "nuova scena") - spender
- letra de устала (tired) - хопелес (hopeless) (rus)
- letra de sucked by you - jenx
- letra de follow - bongobirch
- letra de nichts kommt dir gleich - vu.anesa & maik the maker
- letra de bonny may - 10,000 maniacs
- letra de nada - geronimo dark