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letra de throne (sukuna rap) - reece lett

[intro verse: reece]
sitting on my throne as the world falls to pieces
slaughter everybody for some fun, what’s the reason
music to my ears when they screaming and bleeding
not a curse, i’m a devil
get it right and get it settled

[verse: reece]
yeah, call me a god, a devil, or curse
ain’t n0body stopping me, ain’t n0body worse
i stay at the top, i’m never gonna drop
i’m dropping bodies when i’m out this vessel
like doordash, when i drop them off
i’m like a gun shot when i’m popping off
yeah, screw the fakers thеy ain’t coming back
this finna be a horror story when i chop them off

camе back from the ground up
number 2 betta round up
ahh snap that’s a wrap, when i’m back
yeah they came back for rap
breaking out my sk!ll gap
better not blink when i switch and i hop off my throne
you’ll never see light, you’ll be stuck in my dome
you’re 6 feet deep, when i’m
on a thrown
can handle me, when you’re on your own
who needs a heart when i’m king of the cursed
you’re trapped up in my dome, you ain’t never going back
try to run in fear, man wheres no fun in that
call yourself a demon, but i’ve been through h-ll and back
i would call myself a heathen, but i bet i’m more than that

[verse 2: pe$o]
light his whole block let em bezzle it, brrrr
put my hands together get malevolent
um stop talking
try to step to me
then he go cease he go stop walking, brrrr
straight addicted to this murder
ain’t no way that i’ma stop talking
if you want to throw some hands
i’ll make sure he gets damaged  my domain expanded, he get cut like bad bandwidth
tell me what your plan is
i could blow the f-cking planet
instead we go watch your friends die and see how you managed

now listen i know that sh-t too evil and too twisted, i get it
i am nothing but a bma from sinning
my beginning, i just wanted power
realized there was limits and i hit em
ain’t no room for forgiveness
rather just k!ll and forget it
yeah, ain’t no demon time when you f-cking with a devil
you want clash, that is gas, he want smoke, push the petal
he go get his ass iced like my diamonds in my bezzle
please stop f-cking round with demons like me
we on different levels

on the beat, i be eating on my f-cking hansel and gretel
you want fist, like a glit, he get hit with the metal
by myself, solo dolo
i pull up and get it settled
okay!

- reece lett

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