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letra de deliverance - larz d'lanky

[verse 1: larz d’lanky]

ain’t outer sp-ce but out the universe
i’m what’s known as peculiar
if tyler the creator
then i’m like taylor the ruiner
somethin like a doppleganger
moms never taught me
so i talk to strangers
i’mma awfully dangerous accessory
to awesome danger
its hard to say i hardly think about
offin off the often haters
day they step to me
the day they step inside exhaustion
chambers
eyeb-lls outta sockets
totall recall, arnold schwarzenegger

cut jeans, oreos, and a liter water
carmex in my pocket
and just incase i need em, condoms
these teeny boppers
i sweeny todded the bejeezus out em
want me to be apart of they
freaky problems
but i even ain’t botherin
you mess wit her at first
you think she harmless
later on, you find out
mr krabs lives in bikini bottom
the key to the heart, i got it
but i rather keep it locked up
but i rather keep her hollering
so what i do? i spit game
like shaq, kobe, and rodman
maybe not the biggest names now
but sh-t i’m freakin rhymin
so what’s the freakin problem
exactly, freezing comments
like hagen dazs
and the sh-t that you read that’s on it
you poppin collared
polo with stinkin armpits
fire flame spitter
you could say the kid
a frequent arsonist
beat the beat til its def
van gogh, the freakin artist
or just like the leppard
i’m the lead guitarist

[verse 2: larz d’lanky]

drizzy told me we wanna be them
and they wanna be us
the reality is i’m really
just a wannabe thug
wit a balance beam
you could clearly see i only be up
but the fact that you don’t
its sad to see and totally sucks
deep down inside
we all wanna be loved
but instead we hate each others
-ss and face and uncontrollably, guts
oh sh-t i’m preachin
let me rotary up

let me be ignorant
n-gga you give her gifts
she wanna thicker d-ck
in her cl-toris
spittin gibberish
you ain’t figure
i give her this
secret to sick and sickerest
fire to the p-ssy
she smokin and in need of nicorette
i’m sure by now i got you interested
in my differences
spittin images
like the posterity of my mistresses
they don’t care for the optimisticness
dare to be different, my commitment is
several syllables
my deliverance

- larz dlanky

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