letra de fuck my past - jonas nashar
yeah…
that’s my life you know what i’m sayin’?
it’s abou’ my f-ckin’ past…
it’s abou’ all the fake-ass people…
i feel like, i want to punch the whole world in the f-ckin’ face right now!!!
i drop the top i smoke pot
on the block y’o b-tch on my c-ck
shootin’ up the block with my glock
i can not f-ckin’ stop, and i can’t f-ckin’ knock
these other n-ggas they can’t top
my lines are so hot like b-tches in tube tops
grab my tube socks i do rock
the mic tonight, feels so f-ckin’ right
you can’t fight my might
but it’s winter so i miss the sunlight
it’s too chilly gettin’ fifties
f-ckin’ kitties suckin’ titties
get a quicky from a silly b-tch named, “candy”
but this windy city sorta sh-tty
trippy music modern hippies
i’m good at chemistry
so you better hide your
motherf-ckers little p-ssies
(yeah, you better hide
your motherf-ckers little p-ssies)
your style is generic mine’s authentic made
i’ll roll like a renegade unique we negate
my techniques bizarre vanilla ice carving
like it’s a dare to l!ck some f-ckin’ p-ssies
k!ll you were a storm until i served you
like a bar and grill tt-the cookin’ grill
yeah, that’s all it took to k!ll you
yeah, that’s all it took to k!ll you
prepare for the flip, better stick your hand in your nose i might drown you with filth
or prefer to be served and severed with some f-ckin’ claws
share‘em with my new friends
and f-ck all y’all motherf-ckers
get out of my house party you f-ckin’ haters
laughter beats, murder lines, and i’ll k!ll you every single time
you f-ckers can’t hang when i come through with dope rhymes
i’m on heroin, adderall, speed, and dank weed
and i snort cocaine until my motherf-cka’ nose bleeds
i got more money than a f-ckin’ b-tch needs
and just lookin’ at a b-tch’ll make‘em drop to their motherf-cka’ knees
yeah, stop all that bullsh-t and confront me
yeah, f-ck zn, ms, mm and jm!
your style is generic mine’s authentic made
i’ll roll like a renegade unique we negate
my techniques bizarre vanilla ice carving
like it’s a dare to l!ck some f-ckin’ p-ssies
k!ll you were a storm until i served you
like a bar and grill tt-the cookin’ grill
yeah that’s all it took to k!ll you
yeah that’s all it took to k!ll you
prepare for the flip, better stick your hand in your nose i might drown you with filth
or prefer to be served and severed with some f-ckin’ claws
pop pills to wake up
pop pills to stay asleep
pop pills to dull the mind
make the people sheep
wakeup motherf-ckers it’s time to let loose
the rg today, ain’t like the bull moose!
the party got sabotaged when you turned on me
hidin’ behind their motherf-cka’ phone screens like some motherf-cka’ f-ckin’ b-tches, they can’t confront me cause they’re nothin’ but p-ssies
ziad gettin’ paid to l!ck some f-ckin’ p-ssies
his parents won’t say a d-mn thing
cause that’s what they’ve been doin’ for a living
yeah, f-ck pauline, saïdé and saad!
your style is generic mine’s authentic made
i’ll roll like a renegade unique we negate
my techniques bizarre vanilla ice carving
like it’s dare to l!ck some f-ckin’ p-ssies
k!ll you were a storm until i served you
like a bar and grill tt-the cookin’ grill
yeah, that’s all it took to k!ll you!
so please, make like a plane and take the next trip away, far away from here, i don’t need to here your sh-t anymore, b-tch!
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