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letra de comin' to you (in this bitch) - icy pop

[intro]
yo… it’s icy pop
no need to stop and think that i’m always soft
[verse one]
one picture to vision, me with a knife and got you running
i ain’t gonna beat yo -ss so f-ckin’ easy
i’ll be hard on yo -ss like i’m patrick swayze
put yo -ss down, man this should be easy
only if any f-cker decides to f-ck with icy
i’m a lyrical gangsta, i don’t take shits
i will d-mn anyone who shreds me to bits
i’m not a punk that will back down and out
i will show f-ckers what i’m all about
i know my way around the city, i know how to f-ck up shit heads
once you hear the beat of the drum… you gonna be k!lled and i find k!llin’ so fun

[hook]
take what’s comin’ to you
know what’s comin’ to you
i’m a bad man in this b-tch, a f-ckin’ rebel in this b-tch
take what’s comin’ to you
know what’s comin’ to you
i’m a lyrical devil in this b-tch, i’m a f-ckin’ rebel in this b-tch

[verse two]
no need to be a f-cker who backs out
i just wanna be a f-cker who makes people blank out
once a fist hits the face, boom, pow and a body falls right down to the ground
think i won’t do it, i’ll f-ckin’ do it
i will slash any f-cker i see and hate
i’ll f-ckin’ even chop up someone then i might just grate
i’ll grate the body like cheese and i’ll f-ckin’ eat it… oh please
i’ve had enough of punk -ss b-tches, thinkin’ they can f-ck with me
they must be eating from ditches
i just hate how they’ll think that icy is wack and he’ll just quit
let me tell yo -ss f-cks somethin’
i ain’t gonna quit, so just stop your trollin’
i know how to use a weapon… shit, i own loads
i might just walk out with one and k!ll people on the roads
i might just shoot… buy a gun
i might shoot someone
a f-cker, who hides away from me
showin’ their fear and bein’ so panicky
i don’t f-ckin’ care so i might shoot them with an ak
i am a f-cker, a rebel who is so ruthless
no matter what… i won’t let you get me for this

[verse three]
know what’s comin’ yo ‘cuz my intentions is k!llin’ ya
you’ll be wanting to run, a legs so speedy
you’ll be running fast out of scotland
i’m a scottish dude, so f-ckin’ great at his f-ckin’ shit
i’ll take down ya f-ckin’ life and give ya wrist a slit
i’m a downright b-st-rd, i ain’t gonna f-ckin’ lie
know what’s comin’ to ya now… this ain’t a godd-mn lie
i know how you f-ckin’ roll… talkin’ to most of ya’ll
i’m not stupid, ain’t so f-ckin’ thick but tho some punk -ss f-cks act the d-ck
i might just k!ll some ya’ll… murder ya’ll -sses
last time ya’ll will be f-ckin’ with me and you’ll be left with slashes
i’m a rap devil, make ya’ll scream
be like freddy and invade every part of your dream
i’mma show no remorse, just like jack the ripper
i’ll be showin’ a knife and then i’ll f-ckin’ rip ya

- icy pop

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