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letra de moon - j.k. the reaper

[verse 1: j.k. the reaper]
you’s a motherf-cking duck n-gga (ay)
i can’t f-ck with f-ck n-ggas
all i know is drug dealers and, young n-ggas
i’m from carolina where the racists had them torches (ay)
look around the room and, all i see p-ssies like an orgy
that’s why i’m gone keep this 48 ‘til i’m 40 (uh)
i want to call rick and morty
take his jordans
turn him into an organ donor
b-tch i’m nervous
i’m twisted off this gin
give a f-ck about a friend
they gone end up being an enemy in the end
in the… (wait)
oh my god
holy sh-t
f-ck with you saying i’m broly b-tch
calling my kamikaze ghost
saying my name then, i’m at yo door (yuh)
candy-man, candy-man, taking your b-tch out to candyland
better headshot on your first try
cause if a n-gga miss he a dead man (yuh)

[hook: j.k. the reaper]
yea, howlin’ at the moon
b-tch i clean how i sweep ’em with the broom
you’ll understand soon
when i die, play this in my tomb
i’m a real n-gga, not a cartoon
f-ck ’em with the-

[interlude]
army of one, i’m the lord of my church. i wrote the book, i’m the man on the cross, i’m the boss, and i believe. amen

[verse 2: denzel curry]
i’m a foolie with the toolie
take the mask off like i was scooby
leave an opposition outlined in chalk
paging rudy tabootie
this ain’t a movie, but i’ll hit you with this firestick
y’all n-ggas can’t handle the truth like liar liar, b-tch
just like mariah, i’ma carry the cannon
can’t stand it, i be a bandit
you abandoned not left with a bandage
i’m doin’ damage like charmeleon versus a bulbasaur
y’all n-ggas in my world of warcraft
you f-ck with the overlord
you under my sword, like the stone in king arthur
milk the game up and i ain’t talking macarthur
you could be a mobster, but i’m the godfather
b-tch, i’m so high i could’ve been god’s father, yuh!

[hook: j.k. the reaper]
yea, howlin’ at the moon
b-tch i clean how i sweep ’em with the broom
you’ll understand soon
when i die, play this in my tomb
i’m a real n-gga, not a cartoon (yuh, yuh, yuh)
yea, howlin’ at the moon
b-tch i clean how i sweep ’em with the broom
you’ll understand soon
when i die, play this in my tomb
i’m a real n-gga, not a cartoon
f-cking with the-

- j k the reaper

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