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letra de bloodbath - king jawaun

[intro: king jawaun]

mmm

[verse 1: king jawaun]

i see these dudes tryna rap now
been gone for two years, i’m back now so gone and back out
the x b-tton, tell these dudes to gone and tap out
pull the straps out and light ‘em up, but ain’t no match out
i got no matches out, wait ‘til i pull my plaques out
swipin’ all day until my card gettin’ maxed out
but lets get serious, i see all you delirious idiots
don’t make me have to obliviate ‘ya whole existence
you can’t resist it, i know you missed me
bugs in the camp, gotta fl!ck it
we drawin’, but ain’t bl!ck it
dudes loud until i come then it’s crickets
testin’ me is ‘ya death sentence
you see, y’all should’ve told the dude he should’ve never pushed my limits
i am richer than ramirez and just like him, i always k!ll it
dudes is tryna double back, but you can’t pass my picket fences
and it’s white, it’s that caucasian like the pounds from rayful edmond
it was times i ain’t had to get like this
but it was too many dudes who wanted to be like me
boy was throwin’ shots, so i pulled out the p90
decapitatin’ one by one and i don’t use a guillotine
blood gushin’ at the scene
wipe my katana ‘til it’s clean
and it’s ready with that machine
for anybody who jump or lean
anybody who come my way
i ain’t playin’, i’m ed gein today
no deena, but i’m sippin’ cortese shipped from italy
if i keep havin’ dudes tryna take my spot
tryna get at my top, it’s gon’ always stay a bloodbath
slice ‘ya up in half, no math, but all my fingers
dressed in graff
you can see it when i give out autographs
steppin’ on these dudes necks until i hear the crack and laugh
how you dummies really fools to think you can ever face my wrath
man, you know i’m too high but i ain’t smokin’ on no blacks
can’t even use invisalign to try to close up the gap
slice ‘ya up after i get done blastin’
and no weed, i’ma light you up and smoke ‘ya ashes
got two dead bodys, lets see who gon’ burn the fastest
trenched with gas and threw the matches
haha, they shook, earthquake is drastic
rule this, now you remember who’s the king in class
you rappers more dried out than a towel being wringed
body bags in the back filled with bodies of my enemies
you scared of me now? you feelin’ threatened now? you want another round?
oh, you wanna test me and see my wrath?
i doubt you would even survive, but i guess give it a shot
ended many careers, now it’s another on the row
tell that dude if he shootin’, he better aim it at something
‘cause if i’m targeted it’s gon’ be like virginia tech in ‘07
and your body half gone, so it’s a closed casket
all my crazy tactics got these dudes panickin’
career breakin’ up, the phone is crackin’
blowin’ up, november in paris
it’s a bloodbath, where my towel and rag at?
man, you know they really miss me
all their dudes wanna kiss me
suicide if you diss me
and my shots ain’t never picky
so if anybody feel hit, then that shot didn’t miss
i say the bullets don’t discriminate, anybody get it
man, i’m tired of being nice, i’m tired of protectin’ people feelings
should’ve enjoyed when it was here, now you gotta reminisce it
put anybody in that grave, dead or alive, you choose
like it really don’t matter ‘cause at the end, you snoozin’
you dead too if you try to defend her
who gon’ be first, be the winner outta all the contenders?
these dudes in the world can’t replace me, remember that
i’m the only g-y dude who’ll make these pretenders surrender

- king jawaun

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