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letra de purgatory - lil sknow

kush mink

people saying i fell off n what not
this n that, nah f-ck that, woii oii

some of the gang are fat she still wanna f-ck every member mental
might cop me an ugly rental slide up aim for his chest like strepsil
i hummed at allah they ain’t stop my car cause it would’ve been
f-cked, ski mask on me she don’t know my face but she wanna get f-cked

when i touched down hobart, the sl-ts wanna rape me
got the addy on snap maps
when he take out the bins we cut him up crazy, skin on the floor
you don’t have a face no more it’s soft like pastry
20k on my plate, could go outta state i shoot him a text like maybe

i sell it cheap like the reject shop if you don’t move a bag in a day
just stop he wanna fight me coz his cousin a thot
how can i sleep i got beef on my block
how can i sleep i got beef on my flock
even at gym c-ck it and bop
coz even at gym you can get dropped, oii

don’t put on a mask youre not that hard your fam has a holiday house
was stuck in the trap, sh-t on my shoes now i got a holiday house
we caught that opp, stain on my visa i can’t go holidays now
said i want love
lied to her face i just wanna plow
if you want that beef
i’ll call moe p
he’ll come out the flats with 40 somalis
we did drivebys no plates on commies
now we drive by in ferraris

(woii woii, bah)

sometimes when i get too high i pause and stare at the sky
feds wanna kick my door but i check that kick muay thai
i should’ve got monarch and tried be
a surgeon the way that i cut that guy
his body was stuck on a fence but in
a th-rn bush where they found his eye

got your wife on the ekky doing the splits on everyone d-cks (ganga)
digeredoo, pull up on you, the way i be blowing these sticks
ressie houses, centrelink babies, we don’t play on the pitch
put your knife in bin if youre rich
put your knife in the bin if youre rich

lil sknow

bre bre bre breaking rocks down to size
zipped up bag and groped to my thighs
i just want to get funds all night and my bro rocked up with a f-ck off knife
dumb c-nt got f-cked off right
if you ain’t got cash then i’m not that type
beug packed i don’t f-ck with pipes
and my bro got a pump that he brings on rides
move back or you might get fright cause this sh-t barks of and makes grown men hide
no sir i don’t know that guy, i got better things to do then to chat with swine
drunk c-nt got splashed no wine and the ambos had to revive him twice

i can’t tick no bags of white so this bad blonde b-tch gotta dance all night

glad bags but no sangas, gangas in the back with my packets
slangin, bupe is stashed in her jacket rack it

take the risk and make magic happen
turn the buds into cactus

hat tricks now my stacks lookin spastic
ratchet got the cats doin backflips lapsin

in and out of psychosis, chokin off the fumes and these potions

jacks look so confused they don’t know sh-t

these jacks look so confused they don’t know sh-t

- lil sknow

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