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letra de agenda 34! - ✧ poshchild ✧

[intro]
ayy, yeah
mutru

[verse 1: ☆ poshchild ☆]
break me down and take me away
i don’t need you in my face
every day you feed my pain
i am sick of you, escape
[?]

[verse 2: nic sic]
nic sic coming out the f-ckin’ darkness with a big stick
pulling up on aquafina, .30’s going “cl!ck-cl!ck”
boom! gon’ sweep your ass like a m-th-‘f-ckin’ broom
calling where you at i’ll told his b-tch ass i’ma be there soon
then i’m whipping down the spot to put your crew in f-ckin’ tombs
look out, look out, scotty coming straight from h-ll like doom
pull out rpgs and send your b-tch ass to the moon
i got a bone to pick like, motherf-cker, i’m luna the boon on these mother f-ckers
then i’m coming out the tomb look like tutoncommon
got these motherf-ckers round me they all lookin’ common
i be sittin’ alone poppin’ oxys often, sittin’ f-ckin’ sobbin’

[verse 3: bloodclot$]
f-ck you and your mama, bloodclot$ make this sh-t unbearable
[?], she love, she a b-tch that’s cannibal
[?], no, he not america
i am very hungry, [?] on my dinner plate
f-ck your rainbow, f-ck your place, murder p-ssy with the face
i’m off the chain like bikes that [?], f-ck with me, i take the pain
you gon’ try and pace around, finish it, i’ll make him proud
i’m gon’ leave in [?] and leave you on the f-ckin’ ground

[interlude: hollowshawdy]
ayy
brr, brr, brr, brr
brr, brr, brr
brr, ayy
shoutout christian
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

[verse 4: hollowshawdy]
tell me what you know what a motherf-ckin’ wristlock
fake ass f-ckboy, now you wanna kiss c-ck
smokin the fire, that sh-t be like moon rock
think you the sh-t, yo’ ass finna get caught
hanging out like .30’s in the ak
deleting these f-ckers, they ain’t safe
yo ass is faking, you g-ngb-ng
takin’ the pin out the grenade
you f-ckers fake like you kim k
spin all you f-ggots like beyblades
i’m stabbin’ yo’ sh-t, it’s a mayday
i’m stabbin’ yo’ sh-t, it’s a mayday, b-tch
you f-ckers fake like you kim k
spin all you f-ggots like beyblades
i’m stabbin’ yo’ sh-t, it’s a mayday
i’m stabbin’ yo’ sh-t, it’s a mayday, b-tch

[verse 5: yung $u$hi]
ja, ich stech’ dir ins genick
und ich spuck’ dir ins gesicht
ja, ich ficke deine b-tch
ja, du weißt doch, wer ich bin
ja, ich [?], ja
und ich seh’ ‘ne freundin bei mir, ja
du kommst aus ‘nem penner-bezirk, ja
spiel’ mit der p-ssy klavier, ja
du schwuchtel machst auf g
deine kl!cks sind alle mies
„yung $u$hi ist so fies“
bin ich nicht, wie du siehst
schwuchtel, verpass’ dir [?]
d-cka, dein leben, es ist nix wert
deine b-tch hat mein schwanz gezerrt
[?] nicht, es ist mein ernst

[interlude: x-of]
run that sh-t back, f-cker!
x-of sh-t

[verse 6: x-of]
x-of sh-t, you know he just pulled up and he really lit
pull up with that stick, oh wait, no, he don’t carry it (mutru)
bend his mind, ’cause he so d-mn lit
he just goin’ crazy out his mind, ’cause he so d-mn fit
[?], afraid to f-ckin’ do it
why you tryna fight me? don’t you f-ckin’ know this
ayy, make a f-ckin’ movie, don’t you blow this
all these b-tches makin’, money, i’m just straight hittin’, locked and loaded
what you f-ckin’ do? make a bag out the [?], don’t you do this
talk about it, make a bag, hit the b-tch

[verse 7: brat tamer addi]
addi’s a freak, ain’t gotta hide sh-t, i’ma hit when i [?]
[?]
[?] my psychopathic tendencies
and i like to pull up with a holographic [?]
[?]
i’m a hypocrite, call me heaven sent
[?]

[verse 8: harmstar]
[?]

- ✧ poshchild ✧

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