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letra de fist of god [prod.or1ove] - lxthnl

1st song:

never f-cking liked you
you a p-ssy ion spite you
i f-cking despise you
stop tryin, i will light you
up
in this b-tch
what the f-ck is with ya clique
got them stickin to the walls
i can hear it in they calls
b-tch wait
just a sec
let me catch my f-cking breath
p-ssy runnin outta sh-t to say
i will always be so close
even closer than you think
just dont end up in the sink
i thought you hard, you just a twink
better watch whats in ya drink

i could never fall
always keep my shoes tied
yet you still can’t pull thru
i can see right thru your spine
i got plenty issues
but i promise you ain’t one
you ain’t nothin to me
thats where youll always f-ckin be b-tch
blastin down the doors
i got nothin to do
ive been barely livin life
yet im up more than you
how the f-ck you scared?
you got nothin to loose
you gonna always be a b-tch
just go hang up a noose
i can’t focus on myself
surrounded by news
i can’t handle the change
so ill take a few bills
just to make it worth my time
yeah my presence ain’t free
i hope you learn how to be
somethin useful to me

i could never fall
always keep my shoes tied
yet you still can’t pull thru
i can see right thru your spine
i got plenty issues
but i promise you ain’t one
you ain’t nothin to me
just stop tryin, i will light you
up
in this b-tch
what the f-ck is with ya clique
got them stickin to the walls
i can hear it in they calls
b-tch wait
just a sec
let me catch my f-cking breath
p-ssy runnin outta sh-t to say
i will always be so close
even closer than you think
just dont end up in the sink
i thought you hard, you just a twink
better watch whats in ya drink
i could never fall
always keep my shoes tied
yet you still can’t pull thru
i can see right thru your spine
song 2:

popout on ya block
got a choppa ain’t no bark
you ain’t tote big glocks
why you always wanna spark
whippin the v, i can only go far
steppin with fees, i stay posted in the dark

b-tch ima nightmare
dont cross with me twice
i can put you on the blade
and f-cking take your life

dont front if you scared
run if you want
you can’t hide anymore
i know where you are

ive been up at night tryna fix my d-mn life
cuz im tired of the circle always livin in a strife
you can never tell me sum, unless you wanna fight
i keep myself strapped
always carryin a knife

b-tch i work so hard
always get just what i want
you could never flex on me
money big and it can taunt
ima big boy, b-tch boy, and im up on the board

can’t remember the last time
i gave a thought

b-tch you ain’t worth sh-t
hoe dont understand what i said
mama huevo m-f-ngo estas muerto
como siete veces no me gustas cono
no te metas conmigo
voy a matarte
(i dont care if its not proper spanish ace)

b-tch ima nightmare
dont cross with me twice
i can put you on the blade
and f-cking take your life

dont front if you scared
run if you want
you can’t hide anymore
i know where you are

beat you to the sky
and ill show you to the light
dont f-cking make me mad
i won’t that sh-t repeat twice

dont front if you scared
run if you want
you can’t hide anymore
i know where you are

3rd song

b-tch im spittin nonsene
im bouta front on these p-ssy b-tches
aw sh-t
i can feel it in my veins
talk sh-t
and you gonna meet the fist of f-cking god b-tch
talk sh-t
ive been f-ckin up since like 2006
i dont like these rappers they dont got jack sh-t

still makin the same sh-t
like every single day
wakin up with no sleep
gotta take sum for the pain

i been packin up this 40
you ain’t big you just a shordy
im the rick you just a morty
if we boxin, no long story
yeah my dreams been gettin gory
hadda switch it up and i dont give a f-ck bout the consequences yeah i know your ass ain’t sorry
i can’t f-ck with this
and im just getting tired of the sh-t about then cl!cks
go tell your f-cking internet lames
that you won’t wake up again
p-ssy, hunt you down
and that sh-t will never end

b-tch im spittin nonsene
im bouta front on these p-ssy b-tches
aw sh-t
i can feel it in my veins
talk sh-t
and you gonna meet the fist of f-cking god b-tch
talk sh-t

p-ssies can’t acknowledge that im not the one to blame
and i couldn’t give a f-ck
bout the numbers or the fame
you a pack, so wrap it up, i can’t focus with this sound of mine
and i work my ass off, i can feel it in my spine

how i carry you b-tches im ya f-ckin dad
i just make f-ckin some music and yall take it as a fad
you be takking on the net, yea thats cool but what you gain?
you just still can’t stack a rack
oh my god your ass in vain

- lxthnl

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