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letra de send for dot rotten - jendor

i heard you’re a snake dot
and a fake dot
i heard you stole your name from k dot
you ain’t heavy in the place dot
man threw peri peri in your face dot
i dug you up so i can bury your rotten corpse again
tell the world how you snaked out your friends b-tch
you wanna sound like dot? buy master writer from whsmith
everybody knows that ne put out your sh-t
you weren’t at the funeral sh-t
everybody knows that ima true og and i will bury you if you try diss my clique trust
tell them why your t–th is chipped, (why?)
he chipped it off on mz bratt’s punani
the other half’s still in there somewhere
you’re a waste dot
tell bratt stop sitting on your face dot
you’re a dusty kid, you stink anyway
but tell ’em why you never wanna come to the field dot (bluupppppppp d-ckhead)
that’s how i feel dot
i wanna tell ya how i feel dot
on the real i wanna hit ya with a magnum still
everybody knows that when i’m around you’re not ill dot
everybody knows i got the gattering sound and i will k!ll dot
you’re not on my level, you’re not real dot
i’m your farda, i go harder
i will not lose like shaun carter
keep talking sh-t on twitter
he don’t at me coz he’s not following
think it’s sweet, it’ll all turn bitter
one bang will turn your face all twist up
anywhere i see you around dot with no cameras, done know that you’re gonna get fist up
ain’t no bad boy, you ain’t no (??)
one headb-tt bust both of your lips up
plus you’re a loner, you would gets rips up
bare slaps in the face, tell a man fix up
of the them make sure your jaw side lift up (bluuppppppp)
jaw side twist up, make a jaw side lift up
why? here we go again, on a real again, this p-ssyholes gonna get k!ll again
are you ready then? coz im ready for the war, whenever you’re ready but i know you ain’t ready for the jen
i’m a warbringer, and a jaw swinger
i’m deranged in the brain, you’re a pop singer
we can have it out, i can knock him out
have man planking like a left winger
he does straight pop, no grime in it
you’re a sell out, and we ain’t buying it
we know you’re fake now, stop trying it, stop the lies right now, stop denying it (bluuppppppp)
pull some of that, dot, d-ckhead on track
i’m unprecedented, leave your career written off not dented
got my war face on, black camouflage, all black everything, lay down everything, take down everything
and hit you in the jaw and put you on the floor and have you knocked out like ketamine
don’t let him in, jen’s a gremlin
i’m at the door at the keyhole looking in
i’ll lift off dot’s head like anthony hopkins
right now, dot’s looking for a way out
looking everywhere, looking for the big pay out
gone too far, the ball got pushed way out
i don’t wanna play games, i don’t wanna play out
i just wanna write sick bars i can spray out
now i’m on point, i can spit a blu ray out
i don’t really care about none of dot’s goons
coz none of dot’s goons are real
l!ck dot’s head off the steering wheel, when i set on the riddim, riddim gets wheeled
l!ck dot’s head off the bludclart speaker, you done know i will take it deeper, yeah deeper

(what you saying dot, lets have it out yeah, lord of the mics 3, let’s do this ting)

- jendor

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