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letra de x country - nacho picasso, milc & televangel

[verse 1: nacho picasso]
i should’ve been a wolverine variant (should’ve)
i’m buff, hairy, and arrogant
my mama asked me why i ain’t married yet (what?)
i hit her with a run, embarrassment
i’m underground runnin’ sh-t like i’m harriet
i’m dementus on a motorcycle chariot
she want a baby, but she don’t wanna carry it
we goin’ poly if i like the f-ckin’ surrogate (what you mean?)
the gym is therapeutic, bench a f-ckin’ therapist
d-mn horse and carriage breakin’ up marriages
i f-ck up a lot, but never been embarrassed
i’m more purest and i’m f-ckin’ with an heiress
i trust her funds, but i treat her rather careless
i bought a sphynx ’cause i like my p-ssy hairless
(real sh-t, who said i’m lying?)
she think i’m lying? ask the mirror who’s the fairest

[chorus: aj suede]
pc, i’m a mack
went cross country like two thousand meters on a track
sometimes i don’t think, i react
sometimes i get possessed on the track, then i black out
f-ck pc, i’m a mack
went cross country like two thousand meters on a track
sometimes i don’t think, i react
sometimes i get possessed on the track, then i black out
[verse 2: milc]
i don’t really rap or act all artsy-fartsy
freestyle outside the deli in canarsie (yer)
it’s hottest in the lab, f-ck under a c-rs-at
they don’t understand the lingo, might as well be farsi
sprinkle the gak in it sp-rs-ly like parsley
made the hand-rolled cig’ hit a little harshly
rep wolf side like hov reps marcy (wolf side)
hit the clutch, we duckin’ hutch and starsky (yoom)
off a few screwdrivers, call me phillips head
my girl still upset, my pockets filled with bread
sometimes i feel that all the real is dead
me and nacho saved the world like bill and ted
i heard god and he sound like gilbert gottfried
messiah complex, i think i’m god seed
an oddity, drinkin’ beer at godspeed
eighty-milligram addy, i’m doin’ god speed (yoom)
it’s white ink, but i tatted up my body
i’m just bein’ honest, remix by mozzy (i’m just bein’ honest)
catch a bat to the mouth like ozzy (bah)
i hit it bareback, i call the p-ssy fozzie

[chorus: aj suede]
f-ck pc, i’m a mack
went cross country like two thousand meters on a track
sometimes i don’t think, i react
sometimes i get possessed on the track, then i black out
f-ck pc, i’m a mack
went cross country like two thousand meters on a track
sometimes i don’t think, i react
sometimes i get possessed on the track, then i black out

- nacho picasso milc televangel

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