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letra de ix - mr. yote

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[verse 1]
back where the wood seems foggy
and back where the swamps meet haze
back past old doc frank’s
see we trained these paws on the same old lane

wrote these laws with the same propane
same math and the same thought strains
well that’s not close to the top(ic)
but i swear it should really make sense one day

but now for the potions a brew see they
reek often and drop bodies in a
quick sec no sign of the cause and i
still boast how i stir these stеws and it’s

quite problematic how i op this
no eyеs shall ever lay down sight but
if so let ‘em all slip through
let ‘em whiff that stench of the death ragu

now incase ya’ll boys didn’t know
i be peh-eh double el little oh
don’t guard your body i bring harm by the nostrils
toxins really be too strong for your arms there

and i roll with little to no dawgs here
no really just fiddles and folk songs here
boy really you really should not argue
promise i will enlarge them farts here

so let the steam raise past me
i see a few souls no masking
no proper care to these fumes
i told you buddy you shouldn’t tread i lightly

[hook]
now that’s only half of the pit
you really won’t manage it whole
“boi give me that, that there bowl uhm”
i know that you thinking it’s similar

my medicine “kicking it all
don’t quit don’t give me a b-
a bit of that life there”
bow boy you came to the wrong darn place
“bo don’t do me like”

[bridge]
bow brother dont fall in the hole hole
see many a many a lost there
too many they follow the hold
and still they dont see any wrong no

[hook]
now that’s only half of the pit
you really won’t manage it whole
“boi give me that, that there bowl uhm”
i know that you thinking it’s similar

my medicine
my medicine
my medicine

[bridge 2]
now plenty they hitting the floor
hitting the floor not a soul
have clue

odor the odor it raise
odor the odor it raise

and silly no peeking the door
peeking the door
what on earth do you do

them secret screams
them secrets tell em
i tell em well em like

[verse 2]
these folks been tripping and coughing
the same sniff
folks been whiffing and hacking the
same scent
pello been itching the top of this dome head
and bodies still flooding on top of that old shed in the back but

i can’t stay strapped with those
caskets kept passed thy home
all wrapped and tagged by toe
these boys dont really do learn much from the past feat

so why ask me
bout that stack
when all them old flags point backwards
and all them old hags act mad towards
any type speak if you slip me
they swear they dont think silly spit means
any consequence can

drop buckets of terror in cold sight
whenever i settle on barrelling more fright here

so how buddy do really you know best
know better then meddle with fellows of my skin
thats whether not measures of pleasure or kind gest
give any sort image thats differs from whats said about me

them peasants loud to paint portraits proudly
but none once ever thought words they shout me
would end slight better if they weren’t about me
now take a long second for that

well really thats a couple to ask cus yall
never get the messaging fast ya dumb stuff
quite sick spilling bubbles in bath
but ya lads still begging to have a tub ton

now brother be real some
can’t deal if the coin ain’t plenty

still it dont feel so right how you bums
wanna talk down to me

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