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letra de anything - nacho picasso

this is a rant song, this ain’t a rap song. i hate everyone

i’m a little schitzo, born in san francisco
grew up in seattle, taught me never tattle
body full of tattoos, all i hear is bad news
baby i could bag you, red bottoms like baboons
suck me off like vacuums, f-cking in the bathroom
there’s junkies in the back room copping smack from masked dudes
i’m back to selling dope just for fun, but i ain’t have to
n-gg- i’m the don i’m responsible for half you
whole you, old you, i don’t even know you
you just started rapping, i still thought you worked at whole foods
last time i saw you, you was bagging up some tofu
now you on that c-ke too i did that back in ’02

i’m so on a roll
i am so corrupt, i be g-ssing on e, got no fuel
why they p-ssing on me? got no clue
probably cuz i’m a psycho with no cool
i’m prometheus on promethazine
and some mescaline but i’m dressed clean
in a wrestling ring i address the team
i’m the highest in the building and dressed like sting
and my burner’s so big it distressed my jeans
i be moving like malcolm, by any means
let me know you need dope, c-ke or any beans
codeine, smoke green, anyting

c-ke, dope, anyting
weed smoke, anyting
codeine, oxys, ebo, anyting
p-ssy, anyting
c notes, anyting
i can put a hundred rounds in your pea coat

i’m probably frontin’ for nothing, i put them paws on your cousin
i put the rise on our blunts and one hit could cause a concussion
they say i cause a disruption, i’m usually banned from the function
for contraband or corruption my pineal gland i be clutchin’
we either family or nothing and we a family of gluttons
they call me benjamin b-ttons, i keep my benjies in buckets
i keep my hand on a musket these b-tches not to be trusted
these n-gg-s not to be trusted these police not to be trusted

no, please don’t trust me, i’m disgusting
every b-tch i meet is burnt out or busted
let me know when you catch up to mustard
f-ck your b-tch for an hour now i’m hungry
f-ck your b-tch for an hour now i love her
drop the b-tch from a tower to make her suffer
i make you suffer
i leave scars on a n-gg- like mufasa but i’m his brother
and i’m off a ayahuasca, probly watcha, inuyasha
at mi casa, home a faster, i’m maurice from, little monsters

c-ke, dope, anyting
weed smoke, anyting
codeine, oxys, ebo, anyting
p-ssy, anyting
c notes, anyting
i can put a hundred rounds in your pea coat

- nacho picasso

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