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letra de evil to live - killsolomon

[verse 1: k!llsolomon]
[?], i’ma heavy weight
pu-put a p-ssy in his place if he [?]
cut a blade [?], mane
you get smoked by the f-ckin’ [?]
i put the blade [?]
[?], you scared about what i say
keep it a [?]
[?]
[?] propane
i match yo’ energy, don’t wanna celebrate
i’m boutta o.d
[?] ’til the day i do f-ckin’ bleed
keep me away from the nina
i’m boutta [?] ’til the day i do sleep
but my nina do features [?]
[?]
[?]
[?]
[?]

[bridge: k!llsolomon]
[?], i’ma heavy weight
pu-put a p-ssy in his place if he [?]
cut a blade [?], mane
you get smoked by the f-ckin’ [?]
i put the blade [?]
[?], you scared about what i say
keep it a [?]
[?]
[?] propane
i match yo’ energy, don’t wanna celebrate
[verse 2: cxrpse]
i’ll tеar your face before i drag his body across thе web
[?]
[?], that sh-t a fact
[?]
that’s why i’m comin’ back with it
callin’ my savages
i’m [?]
makin’ the managin’
[?], b-tch
got on my sandals and doin’ the damagin’
i’m f-ckin’ a rapper up
[?] up out the cut
i couldn’t give a f-ck
n-gga, you f-ckin’ suck

[bridge]
aye, hold up, hold up, hold up
you thought this was over?

[verse 3: k!llsolomon]
yuh, yuh, yuh
i got gold berettas
pop this sh-t like no forever
and you know i’m gettin’ all this sh-t like armageddon, aye
[?] feather, aye
you cannot forget ’em
all i know is rest in p-ss, rest in p-ss, aye
you can never hit on a l!ck like, b-tch
i know i got the zip log in my 30 [?]
i know i gotta place on this f-ckin’ [?]
and i gotta hit on that f-ckin’ stain
p-ssy boy thought he gotta a gang
nah, he ain’t with the case
and i gotta drill on a saw buck, aye
and you know i’m hittin’ on that sh-t like the runtz
aye, i be the reason that you lost
[verse 4: cxrpse]
yeah, yeah, yeah
i was so [?] people forget that i’m a person
like i gotta do these verses
and they gotta cut my [?]
never mind if i’m hurtin’
still scratchin’ to the surface
spider on my body, yuh
got this tattoo, it’s a serpent
b-tch, i am the sh-t
i walk around that murder [?]
you ain’t in my vision if you think that you my enemy
f-ck it, let ’em have it
if they said they want me energy
top of the scoreboard, leaderboard, mvp
i ain’t from florida but i eat a jit face
you won’t run no race
rappers got on fake bape
doin’ shows [?]
and n-ggas hate me ’cause i got a crazy flow switch
eat them rappers bodies, throw the bowls inside a whole ditch
oh sh-t, they take our stats, think we don’t notice
f-ck up out [?], i’m pullin’ up in a post whip, yuh, b-tch

- killsolomon

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