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letra de the funeral (snak the ripper diss) - madchild

[verse]
yo, 57 shows and i’m back on the job
had to wait five days to get this fat, ugly slob
i’m a worldwide legend, you irrelevant goof, your artist merkules is ten times better than you
and you afraid to be yourself, no t-st-cl-s, no backbone
finish with a show, you put your spectacles back on
what’s wrong within yourself? you trynna change you image?
sayin’ i got hair plugs, what is your brain diminished?
with a ski mask actin’ like a villain and salty
i’m brad pitt b-tch and this is “k!llin’ them softly”
i walk on a red carpet, you stuck in a black campus
spit nothin’ but wack garbage, i’m stompin’ on snak’s carc-ss
while laughin’, my raps darkens, i grind till my axe sharpens
let’s go to the park, b-tch, take it back to the clock parkers
next time i’m seein’ snak, he’s gettin’ cracked in the head, you can’t k!ll me b-tch, ’cause i’m already back from the dead
you rap like sticky fingers but got damage to your brain, only places that you know: greece, canada and spain
want my spot so bad, you lie and wake at night suffering, i’ve won this game twice and still ain’t achieved nothing
you’re liar, angry at the world, you’re phony and i ain’t touched c0ke in over three years, so blow me
i took the kid on tour, he did c0ke at every concert
eyes bulging out like he’s a f-cking cookie monster
i can’t afford my truck. b-tch, you’re making me laugh
i like clothes. once you tried taking a bath?
you’ve been drinkin’ all them c0kenies
so waiting for this opening, constantly provoking me
just hopin’ that they’ll notice me
this will not make you a star, this ain’t astrology, dude
fact: you called me on a phone and made apologies too
fact: merkules called me and made apologies too
but i don’t have to play recordings to demolish your crew
a rap savage, attack maggots in black jackets
i smash crackheads in m-ss fragments with black magic
bring out my brothers that was sick of your pathetic talk
rob, prev and moka said to kick your f-cking head in
they know when i attack, i rap immaculately
b-tches more ugly than snak’s jacuelyn g
she knows that i’m a savage with this sh-t
you should put one of those f-cking balaclavas on that b-tch
i don’t like raw but jacuelyn g would snort blow
doing bumps off my d-ck backstage at your show
and i cooked left over on that wh0r- stove
and sell ’em back to your crackhead mom to make some more dough
“my name is snak the ripper and i’m taking a sh-t”
“i drink a bunch of f-cking beers and then i’m taking a sh-t”
“blupee pupee puh-puh-puh and i’m taking a sh-t”
you not a good human being, you a snake with a d-ck
excited to make you a warrior than got mad at me

- madchild

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