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letra de bloodshed - mustyjaydin

[verse 1: mustyjaydin]
take that f-cking blame
carve my motherf-cking p-ss
blood dripping on your grave
begging pleaded to your f-cking saving price
look into my f-cking eyes
you see the devil in my face
build the f-cking flames
everlasted brain
burn away
wasted murder you
i begin to contemplate
evil sh-t, on my mind, mental state, so leave me in this decline
take the devil like it best, in the middle of this war
some this f-cking mess, in my motherf-cking head
bloodshed, lеt you down, on your dead bed
catch your f-cking love, that’s your buff
all thеse homers, i just don’t give a f-ck
sawed off in the back of the truck
k!lling you is a must, you stupid b-tch
deep into my f-cking mind, talking to me all the time
sitting subtle sights, that night, that night
i’ll take your f-cking life, don’t let’s take it
don’t look into my f-cking mess
not gonna stop until all the human race
motherf-cking nice, b-tch
[verse 2: hexmane]
that b-tch hit me up with clout, his pockets look like a troud
they can wash his dirty mouth, make him eat his puzzle sprout
actin’ big, i run him out, leave him trippin’ like a spout
he just teed it, he ain’t even gave him something to believe in
why he gotta cause a scene, if he ain’t caught both the green
he sound like an alien, hit him with the laser beam
look at him up in the cloud, he ain’t even cause a scene
sit your ass back on the ground, you could never mess my team
he ain’t even really hard, and he’s lookin’ h-lla lean
chase him down the boulevard, all the neighbours heard him scream
everything was turning dark, like he in a freddy’s dream
hit his head with the guitar, make him murder melody
his rap, she looks like a car, we ain’t talkin’ velanese
his ass lookin’ h-lla stark, give his kids some celery
if i saw him in the streets, bet he’d probably tell him
he b-tches hex about the yard, and the clique is mob

- mustyjaydin

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