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letra de bar brawl - j-grime

[intro – the shining]
you set ’em up and i’ll knock ’em back, lloyd. one by one

[j-grime]
busted broken bottle jammed in your adams apple
try and scr-p with me b-tch, peoples clouded from a hit
toxic b-tch lay you on your back in a pit
now you see your death oh sh-t from the lips of a cobras kiss
i ain’t buying shots pulling snakes to your nog
jagged handle to your sl-t give me everything you’ve got
bring death kamikaze ………………… half gallon
of a hundred …………. of wodka straight to my head
fiending for the bloodshed, i’m mack on this ho
now i’m shooting darts aiming for her f-cking p-ssyhole
choke the b-tch out … bloodclots bl–dy mary
super shots f-cked up and rotz … and cops
sippin on that ……… darkness
we the k!llers cold and heartless
you shouldn’t start sh-t
i could k!ll you with my wickedness
gun to your head and make you slit your wrists
hang everyone glaring in this b-tch

[chorus]
shattered gl-ss spinning back
f-ck sh-t we getting trashed
darts are our only weapon ’till we aim this strap
we’re gonna knock you on your f-cking -ss
buying drinks with your cash
last call’s over but we still getting smashed
shattered gl-ss spinning back
f-ck sh-t we getting trashed
darts are our only weapon ’till we aim this strap
we’re gonna knock you on your f-cking -ss
buying drinks with your cash
last call’s over but we still getting smashed

[karkus]
we’re blacked out think i need to p-ss out
f-ggots ain’t sh-t like they wanna get knocked out
me, rotz, j-grime the liquor made us form
takin on whoever pretends is hardgore
take a bottle beat your head in till it f-cking breaks
and i stab your f-cking neck ’till you motherf-cking shake
drunk as f-ck wasted on wiskey
trippin, angered you’re in danger when we’re f-cking tipsy
bar room fights when we’re f-cking smashed
beat all you f-cking b-tches then we motherf-cking laugh
sweaty and dirty stomping f-gs with my kicks
wanna start sh-t then we’ll finish it b-tch
acting big with your boys turned to a streetfight
life flows in a sewer lid by the streetlight
don’t start sh-t cause we’re f-cking ruthless
out in the gutter covered gl-ss bl–dy dead and toothless

[rotz]
screaming out ….. take a sec to smoke a blunt
with karkus he my other half while grimey leaving aftermath
broken bottles busted b-tches rip that p-ssy up to st-tches
liquors granting all my wishes know my crew is f-cking vicious
hardgore entertainment is the label you don’t f-ck with
steppin up into your bar you know your b-tch gon’ suck d-ck
when you hear the shots fired hurry up and duck quick
screaming satan puking hatin represent snuff sh-t
give me half the bottle now f-ck it gimme all of it
find me in the parking lot smoking blunts and throwing sh-t
so now you wanna fight well then lets do it right chump
hope you got a blade or your face get knifed
ain’t gon hearin rancid rituals are chancin
shot after shot after shot stumbling and prancing
now the nights ended and i’m nowhere near sober
drunk driver be behind me so move or get run the f-ck over

- j grime

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