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letra de clutch - milo panther

[verse 1: milo panther
got her in my grip now it’s time to dip biting on her top lip
after i broke that b-tch hip and i drunk her blood till the point that i just took one big sip
and i opened her mouth and noticed three of her t–th where chipped from eating my meat to impress the sheet
sheesh right after i eat now i hear the blue and red
should i just lay there and play dead?
no i’m not a f-cking dog but honestly i’m tired of slopping you hogs
letting y’all piggyback ride while i’m digging in the bank of your b-tches bride
coming for lives, & can’t afford wives but still taking petty bribes and poking at my panther hive
and i’m live now it’s my choice to k!ll & my voice goes deeper than you ever will
and i won’t stop until she screams and it just seems by any means that i’m gonna get the green just to get in between
but the warden calls himself dean my watermelons murder his jellybeans
then the cops rush in that’s when i go into attack friend and i seem to murder to no end
and forget the sea you n-ggas swim in and i’ll slowly pull out again to use my pen
and that’s when jt in a mirror while sneezing in your girl n-ggas looney in the shirley
turning her -ss into a swirled whirl of the liquid pearl
her hair was dirty as a ditch
and b-tch you should try fixing ’cause you know you can’t cook in a dirty -ss kitchen
and i’m fast pitching at rap but the b-tch couldn’t throw back cause she’s having a vicious cardio attack
from eating the sugar wack and she knows that she lacks some good panther d-ck
disease with ease to see that he’s sick while he’s eating your chick and then teaching y’all the spittin trick
and i’m ready to show the world my d-ck just so they can see it and say “ooooooh sh-t”
he’s got a big pack that taste like a big mac but after k!lling the cops i devour them too and wash the blood down the shower drain “eew”
if times a good healer why am i always hurt?
like a n-gga was jacking me up by the fingernails of my shirt
is it clear that i have low esteem that could blow steam out the back of a head that seems filled with dreams
and hope to achieve as much a means to believe and
sheen on the planet of dream and unseen with a meanor meaning that he was cleaner than sam in a beamer
with beams of light that might’ve been tail like a lemur

[verse 2: milo panther
dexter having s-x with lector
in the lab just to visit the girl and text her
surfer rad staying mad while clad in iron plaid
and this mother f-cker was born without a dad he spends his nights lonely and sad
with only his hand and this 1968 playboy mag a zine
and what seems to be a dream just turns out to be hopeless teen t-tan team
trying to hit and if the denim is in your lineage they must fit and
i bit the chalk while rappers spitting crib talk then crippling the crip walk
dripping socks to chew on slipping mocks
i’ll pack up soon just to box

- milo panther

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