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letra de evil twin - jaraci

evil twin lyrics
i should start treating this like it’s somethin just to have fun with
confidence is amo, i load it up n the gun cl!cks
smoke a couple cones n write bullsh-t with the munchies
record it half f-cked, no adlibs and be done with

start droppin some dumb sh-t
people stumble upon this
critics come in abundance
im leavin motherf-ckers cryin i severed all da onions
but f-ck it they can wipe it up n swipe it up there c-nt lips
c-nt, f-ggot, d-ckhead
but wait a minute, how the f-ck is you gon compare me to em
within a decade i swеar i’ll be a rare influencе
survival mode it’s bear grills n im in the woods
im like a jumper collar cos i got connections in the hood
im droppin this just to cause an apocalypse
i call this proper sh-t, this ain’t something to prosper with
there ain’t a f-ck that i gots to give
lost the bridge, i burned it down the plot had twist
from somethin that wasn’t this
could all do it cos rappin ain’t bout lyricism
this is all about trends, n likes up on ya insta pictures
f-ck a punchline n f-ck a double entendre
bunch of pretty f-ggots thats takin over this genre, whats god done

so who you think you intimidatin
imitatin satan
it’s blatant it’s fake and basic, just face it
we ain’t cut from the same cloth
im ready to risk it all for this put that on my grave spot
no fans, but haters i’ve gained lots
so im still breakin sweat at all of these lame jobs
to blow it all on studio im not gonna make prof
i’ve jumped on a marshal beat so, hi! my names god
i ain’t no boogie man, im f-ckin freddie kruger
im choppin kush up with my fingers set to roll a doob up
im too clever with trends im the new setter
you done made a huge error
this gon be a huge era
should know im the new era
checka chicka checka this is divergence
the day n the night worsens
kids hiding behind curtains
im k!lling all the kids that’d probably die virgins
east aus, sydney, west syd, cb
career mapped out bra i got that sh-t in 3d
b-tches gonna want me from the cheese i got from cd’s
proper model b-tches bottoms poppin in bikinis

the way i spit is murderous
i’ve never even heard ya spit
every single word i writ is perfect n furbished in every verse i writ
sky’s the limit for me give a f-ck about some turbulence
determined any beat i hurt i murder it
ya heard the kid, i murdered this

you cracked c-nts couldn’t flirt with this
na na f-ck it f-ck it bra, im done

- jaraci

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