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letra de purge season - lord distortion

[tearsfromwho]
f-ck it up
we gon put it to work when the body shots we be delivering hurts
all of you p-ssies be driving me crazy one foot on the gas but my vision is hazy
talking bout genocide i want that bloodshed
put you in front of my pistol get shot dead
most of you rappers are p-ssies just stop it
i’m bussin right back to ya homie he dropped dead
pressing the sp-ce bar hoping i get far but a motherf-cker wanna stop me oh
gotta bad lil b-tch in the motherf-cking whip cash flying in the air but my shootas won’t miss
i don’t really give a f-ck i’m trying to maintain
looking for the gas i shoot the propane
got my homies they be totin the straps but
wrong move and yo homie getting shot in the back you lil b-tch aye

[lord distortion]
pole up beside me
grinding on my t–th
nothing to lose so b-tch come and try me
criminal mind
f-ck living to find peace
down if he try
get put onto liveleak
every m-th-f-cka wanna come talk sh-t
i can’t be asked so i down my fifth
12 guage pump with the pistol grip
boy come get f-cked like a sl-t i pimped
make my plays in the off season
gotta lotta weight up on me so i cannot slip
got no way through so a thug must dig
b-tch got em f-cking rushing and the blood so thick
no to the reaper ain’t going today
ain’t nothing stop me from making a play
if you one my brodies i make you a plate
m-th-f-cka get ducking i’m spraying the k

- lord distortion

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