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letra de lyrical butcher - lîl høllöw

put me down i rip enough, and everybody get a buzz, and everybody thinkin of, a nothing when i get in touch, a ring of rust, it bring a bust, and everybody thinkin nuts, but i ain’t even in her c-nt, and i ain’t f-ckin stiffin bruh
been puffin on that indica, be nothing when i hit a gut, but something really end abrupt, and no one wanna f-ck it up, in fear that they be getting cut, my lyrics sound ungodly man refer to me as tut, checkin he said i be breaking a brick, and i said i need a pick me up
i’m bangin trap, in my lab, doin dabs, on my pad, my lyrics are all i have, you blowin cash, on some -ss, gettin crabs, in your pack, i body slam em on no mat, and break their f-ckin back, hear the concrete crack, from his spine when it snap, my flow is like a gat, sending out høllöw tips blap, so if you wanna f-ck wit that, don’t think your brains are still intact, lyrically swingin it down, a bat, till i hear a f-ckin splat, back pack, with a gat, and the sh-t that you lack, my flow is like crack, but i sling dope cr-p, overdose on a track, put his body in the stack, only ate the top half, his bottom be f-ckin trashed
back, tracked, that, rap, throw them bullets back, if you, said, that, i’m, whack, i boost the murder stat, walk up on a motherf-cker wit my mask, apply a little pressure then pop leave a gap, bodies bout to tumble but i sent one cap, høllöw shatter motherf-ckers that are made of gl-ss, wanna rap battle?
f-ckin turn em into ash, then i sweep em like its trash, nothing but keef over my hash, and i smoke em till they cashed, knock my sh-t it get you bashed, bend your b-tch and rip her vag, i k!ll em off a single rap, you step up to a høllöw man, i’ll bring a batterang and battle all your banter man, i’m better than a veteran, i murder and it never end, / you certain i ain’t ever rend, a rapper to never f-ckin rap again, dwam, devoid and i’m immortal, f-ckin steppin through the portal, always gettin to the postal, murder anybody coastal, even global, so in total, eat your heart like i’m f-ckin kotal, man i’m slavin and i own em, (what man??)
then they jumping over totems, and they ballin in their jordans, and they snortin c0ke, nd i’m murdering every rapper they poke, but i’m not making a black joke, just take off the bag bro, man i f-ck wit words i’m going pro, and now i’m focused on my flow, n0body taking it out my soul, leave they bodies in the mote, f-ckin drown in nuka-c0ke, until you scream out that i’m dope, then i get you wit a rope, and then a hook up in your throat, i love to yank untill you choke, and man it rip out every vocal node, and all i hear is dying moans, i’m happy that your life is going, i’m bringing the packet of ibuprofen, headache from the nitro going, roll up every type i’m smoking, packin a clack and sit in the back thinkin of lack and leave it at that like homie i’m a g*nius, decapitate your head, your b-tch’ll swallow all my p-n-s, soccer kick a rappers head, i watch it split up into venus, always compliment the regg, cause it never really see us, but i’ll smoke up all the rest, can’t f-ckin hotbox in your prius, be dead and stoned before it reach us, jesus, f-ck up every thesis, pops, uncles, mas, aunts, man i even murder nieces, nah i ain’t bout that treatment, rather feed up and i need it, then to re-up and deplete it, but i sold it pretty decent, you can’t f-ck wit me like beefin, even, when my clique is creepin, deep in, rip up every season, i’m increasin all my beastin, and i’m faster when i piece it, so you better get a reason, not to p-ss up my treason, but alas i hit the gl-ss then your m-ss be decreasin, cause i flash wit some hash get you p-ssed where you needin

- lil hollow

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