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letra de don't reach for the stars - m.m.m.f.d.

don’t reach for the stars lyrics
[chorus: scum]
don’t reach for the stars cuz they hot like a chimney
and cold as the morgue at the same f-cking time
instead paint it red as you sink like titanic
so low h-ll’s above you and you have to climb
say f-ck everything, everyone every time
go and visit a gun store and get you a piece
then bump make my motherf-cking day in your headphones
walk into a priest singing “shoot at police”

[verse 1: scum]
name is matching on your license to the one that is on my bullet
cannot full assault trigger, i’ma pull it when we meet
leavin’ the meat in the street to cool it, in your city coming to rule it
watch this murder as we school it without even skipping a beat
leavin’ dead bodies mutilated, disemboweled and decapitated
lsp we know they hate it but respect it never the less
never no love cuz we don’t feel ’em
never no mercy when we k!ll ’em
make my motherf-cking day gonna put a bullet in they chest
rat-a-tat-tat-tat! out the side of a cargo van
that is rolling through your neighborhood with the two of us
with guns in hand
and you better recognize it when motherf-ckers ain’t got sh-t to lose
knowing a life is at its end from the alcohol and drug abuse
i refuse to be normal, i refuse to go sober
stabbing at you with an icepick ’til your blood is all over
hey! they finna find you with no head
wrapped in a blanket that’s all bl–dy, it’s like a giant maxi pad
[chorus: scum]
don’t reach for the stars cuz they hot like a chimney
and cold as the morgue at the same f-cking time
instead paint it red as you sink like titanic
so low h-ll’s above you and you have to climb
say f-ck everything, everyone every time
go and visit a gun store and get you a piece
then bump make my motherf-cking day in your headphones
walk into a priest singing “shoot at police”

[verse 2: insane poetry]
don’t reach for the stars, we are scarred plus our hearts are cold
we’ve been through a lot of sh-t and mastered the art of war
you are listening to some carnivores, we are f-cking savages
they find your body headless plus your arms is torn
i’m a predator, a shark was born
i can smell blood from a distance, catch a slug from my biscuit
f-ck love, ain’t the business, i love strangling b-tches
it’s cycoangelo’s violent art i paint the pictures
vividly coming from triple m-f-d, the unsubs
that foul language that you speaking get your tongue cut
you have found death on a meat hook strung up
then end up as a body in our trunk stuffed
cuz we repping that saw and axe, you could get sawed in half
it’s the butcher brother dark gods of rap (uhh!)
get burned at the stake, get charred to black
so don’t reach for the stars ‘cuz ours attack
[chorus: scum]
don’t reach for the stars cuz they hot like a chimney
and cold as the morgue at the same f-cking time
instead paint it red as you sink like titanic
so low h-ll’s above you and you have to climb
say f-ck everything, everyone every time
go and visit a gun store and get you a piece
then bump make my motherf-cking day in your headphones
walk into a priest singing “shoot at police”

[verse 3: bake lo]
don’t reach for the stars cuz your arms ain’t long enough
think you tough but you bluff, i’ma leave you stuffed (yeah)
like a blunt, ain’t no lyin’ in my jungle, it’s rough
to be king, kiss the ring on our finger’s a must
unless you hatin’ or baking then make your waves hurricaning
stuck my fangs in the game cuz i’m hungry to make it (yeah)
you ain’t changing me, hanging weed
take the cake and place the seed
face defeat, we slaying beats
i hang with wolves so f-ck a sheep
ayy! and we do not reach because ain’t sh-t up there but some birds and bees
and a middle finger up from people that’s like me
you can try to make the jump but don’t lose your feet
reaching for the other stars like i’m bill cosby
because the ones in the sky are so out of my reach
and if you think that you’re any f-cking different from me
run to a ledge, reach for a star, and just leave (just leave)
[chorus: scum]
don’t reach for the stars cuz they hot like a chimney
and cold as the morgue at the same f-cking time
instead paint it red as you sink like titanic
so low h-ll’s above you and you have to climb
say f-ck everything, everyone every time
go and visit a gun store and get you a piece
then bump make my motherf-cking day in your headphones
walk into a priest singing “shoot at police”

[outro: scum & insane poetry]
don’t reach, don’t reach for the stars
or you’ll end up dead inside a casket
don’t reach, don’t reach for the stars
or you’ll end up dead inside a casket
don’t reach, don’t reach for the stars
or you’ll end up dead inside a casket
don’t reach, don’t reach for the stars
or you’ll end up dead inside a casket

- m m m f d

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