letra de kill the elephant in the room - pranav.wav
most of them pretend to be friends of me
call me fam but you ain’t no friend of me
tranquilize the elephant in the room with some ketamine
sensin my senses stimulated methamphetamine
if i don’t f-ck with em i’ll tell em i don’t f-ck with them
i don’t like how people try and run my sh-t, i run it then
grab him by the face pull my knife and i rub it in
f-ck it, imma k!ll the elephant
drum sticks on the drum drummin like a drummer boy
dumb d-ck watch where you step imma hunt you boy
honestly, walkin bout wobbly lost all my modesty
audibly, watch how you talk to me
not always but commonly
f-ck an apology
couldn’t give a f-ck, if you are not fond of me
god f-ckin d-mnit, pick up the f-cking phone
track him by a phone call
and i found his digits
spun that boy on a noose like that boy a fidget
spinner, f-ck with me and f-ck with k!llers
like at the dentist we gon pull up with the drillers
folded on the mob so we don’t f-ck witchu
talkin out your ass so we boutta have a issues
find where you live and fold you like a tissue
you was never a day one who the f-ck is you
i ain’t got the ketamine but imma k!ll the elephant
make sure my testament resonate with the desolate
raise h-ll for the h-ll of it
where the f-ck your manners clean yo blood up and show me your etiquette
run up with your gun or you won’t see your sun again
go back to sleep so you get to see the f-ckin sun again
i’ll catch a body if it walk up on me
got a trigger finger with a semi on me
what, the f-ck do you mean
f-ck with the team and get f-cked by the beam
your girl jus like me with the way that she scream
f-ck a washing machine you gon drown in a stream
you gon f-ckin die today f-ck with my bros
money over b-tches never fold for a hoe
track down yo block and kick in the door
f-ck is he at i’m k!llin that wh0re
track him by a phone call
and i found his digits
spun that boy on a noose like that boy a fidget
spinner, f-ck with me and f-ck with k!llers
like at the dentist we gon pull up with the drillers
folded on the mob so we dont f-ck witchu
talkin out your ass so we boutta have a issues
find where you live and fold you like a tissue
you was never a day one who the f-ck is you
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