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letra de father of lies - kaziaoh

[intro: kaziaoh]
yeah, ayy
ayy, yeah

[verse 1: kaziaoh]
got a new tattoo, not tribal (ayy)
f-ck all religion, i’m stabbing the bible (ayy)
f-ck up yo’ mans like i’m cancer, v-g-n-l (yuh)
losin’ my sleep and my thoughts homicidal (yuh, yuh)
death to the pope, shots from my scope (ayy, yuh)
grab me a pastor and make him snort c0ke (yuh)
losin’ my soul when i’m smoking this dope (yuh, ayy)
’cause i can not cope and i’m losing my hope (yuh)
f-ck what you said, there’s a nun in my bed
i’ma shoot at the church ’cause i’m back from the dead (ayy)
bakery putting this hash in my bread
helps me escape all these feelings of dread
f-ckin’ that wh0r-, her p-ssy be sore
father is home and he opens the door
he closing his eyes ’cause he can’t watch the gore
b-tch! ayy (yuh, yuh, yuh)
scars on my body, including my face
catching no case but i’m losing the race (yuh)
b-tches be easy, they act like a maze (ayy)
paranoia closing in and i’m counting my days (ayy, ayy, ayy)

[interlude: kaziaoh & crackedup]
(yah, ayy, ayy) yah
yah, ayy, uh, yo, aight, yo (yah, yah, yah)

[verse 2: crackedup]
let me just think for a minute
my windows tinted, got a couple grand in a minute
goin’ to the mall, finna spend it
bring it to the plug, get a couple ki’s on the street, spillin’ blood
lotta people hanging in the hood
we ain’t even criminals, we just misunderstood
lotta people shootin’ shots like tiger woods
gotta get a backwood, roll the blunt, light it up
taste’s so good, so we alright
ain’t never backed down from no fight
but i feel the devil’s got a hold of me
when i ride in the night, makin’ my business
sometimes i just gotta go get busy
mindin’ my business, ain’t even been on no snitchin’
but i been had to shoot
been had to stash all this sh-t in my boot
don’t want the cops to find all the loot in the coupe
sometimes, me and my crew gotta regroup
gather recruits, i don’t need no issues
only need money, and peace of mind
finna get that piece of mine
my slice of the cake, this rollie ain’t fake
i done had to do crime, to get it my way
to get it my way, yuh, i finna slay

[outro: kaziaoh]
yuh, i finna slay
up in the night and i sleep in the day
out in the darkness looking for prey
getting my d-ck sucked next to the way
eating that p-ssy like it’s fillet
yuh, yuh, i finna slay
yuh, yuh, i finna slay
yuh, yuh, get out of my way
ayy

- kaziaoh

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