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letra de end of the line - lil cap

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[intro]
that’s the final f-cking coffee enema you’ll ever f-cking do you piece of sh-t, mothaf-cka

[chorus x2]
drop my bullets on the cul-de-sac
making sure that my magazines are still intact
next time you see me you’re gonna stare into death
imma make sure you take your last breath

[verse 1]
oh, poor bobby
you done f-cked up then he dropped ten bullets and a molly
well deserved when you were the one to snake it
too bad that your dj spot is still vacant
so sad that you f-cked it up
left wu chang now you even ducking us
yeah that makes sense since we gon’ f-ck you up
every time we see you, you better clutch it up

caught lacking at the burger shot parking lot
sh-t we picked your ass up and drove around the block
yeah i’m confessing to the murder of bobby schmiguel
on the beat and with a molotov burning like h-ll, b-tch

[chorus x2]
drop my bullets on the cul-de-sac
making sure that my magazines are still intact
next time you see me you’re gonna stare into death
imma make sure you take your last breath

[verse 2]
so funny that you bring up the charts like i would care
i’m ten times platinum, how many you have?
you ain’t got none and it’s gonna stay like that
for the rest of your career ‘cause your beats are trash

only trash rappers use trash beats for tracks
i’m laughing at you, you f-cking clown
i understand you’re mad ‘cause you got disowned by wu-chang
but jesus christ, bobby, your bars are so lame
[outro
i’ve made a severe and continuous lapse of my judgement
and i don’t expect to be forgiven
i’m simply here to apologize for k!lling bobby beats
f-ck you!

[chorus x2]
drop my bullets on the cul-de-sac
making sure that my magazines are still intact
next time you see me you’re gonna stare into death
imma make sure you take your last breath

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