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letra de crab people - mkultra

[verse 1: mkultra]
im the worm man
crawling in the dirt man
im the prey for the gods
for the bird man
not a church man
still put the work in
i be creeping through the mud
i be lurkin
got a centerfold
spread of my insides
read all about it
see past my disguise
invite you in for a spin
let you inside
my brain my mind
as it ignites
im the motherf-ckin man of the hour woo
b-tch im gettin f-ckin nasty never shower woo
f-ck bein cl-ssy i got acne f-ckin foul woo
b-tch i spray dna need a towel woo
b-tch flexing choas emeralds
blow up in this b-tch ephemeral
you just my steeping stool
smokin on medical
b-tch i was never cool
never was credible

[hook]
crab people, crab people, crab people, crab people
crab people, crab people, crab people, crab people
crab people, crab people, crab people, crab people
crab people, crab people, crab people, crab people

[verse 2: j trauma]
f-ck her 2 times then she beg for more
ion even gotta spit wit a metaphor
i’m off medicine and i’m p-ssed off
cut my wrist off like i cut a b-tch off
and my d-ck soft, you smell like albacore
i won’t give a preview of my album, hoe
i ain’t even gonna let you see the tracklist
gotta watch my back, sh-t’s gettin too hectic h-llacious
i flip like a tech deck b-tch i’m tenacious and i kno ya shawty want the d
feel like jack black make it nacho libre
tell ya boyfriend he better watch what he say
trauma undertaker wit a m-th-f-ckin urn
b-tch i earned my spot, gotta wait yo turn
feel the burn feel the blister, don’t drain the pus out
don’t wait to run when the gang come and buss out

[verse 3: pageant queen]
i’m a loser i’m a cute motherf-cking b-tch
walk up in the club im not afraid to f-cking sock sh-t
break a leg i’ll f-cking split my skull
and i don’t wanna live because my life is dull
i can cry all night but i’m still the hardest
y’all fake as f-ck and i’m still the farthest
dead myself and still make it back
i’ll drip in abyss and come out the crack
tuck my boys i don’t give a sh-t
and i’ll give em love because f-ck a b-tch
i’m a lost soul and i’ll roam the earth
and i’ll talk my sh-t till i’m in the dirt
and i resemble that of some broken gl-ss
and i’ve lost myself so i’ll fade to black
thousand things that are wrong with me
and i can hear the voices and they call to me b-tch

- mkultra

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