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letra de stab - richard gein

[verse 1]
i love the blonde hair and hazel eyes
so fast your f-cking door like the cable guy
with the nine milli, he’s fine silly b-tches are irresistible to murder
take it to the limit, then i take it further
you baby wraps get aborted after all kisses your drug verb
f-ck more sl-ts, than that turner
sh-t sucks to just place come back murders
n-ggas know that i got a gory brain
you lost boy like your name is corey haim
you all you sl-ts are off the same
rich again would go with a whole book or hall of fame
i [?] four cups
i cook all the sl-ts up with the chainsaw
get your face call mom f-cking me hook
when the beat was cooked i hate it like human brains
your body’s down the sewers drains
come the which implies, there’s no a victim dies
if he f-cks with the geinster
gotta turn into the sidelight basket
[?] know? what are the sl-t in the club
i stands the b-tch right in the mush
you don’t believe this is a blood
i’ll say f-ck whatever i got my d-ck sucked

[hook (x2)]
i just wanna stab you, sl-t (x3)
die, die, die, die, die

[verse 2]
the e-book inside would never exit
past incestuous texas crops
success with us, mr. shop on us in your face
cut to the chase, what’s a chase, it with gadgets
they wanna pop matt sh-t
till about fashion so f-cking face to craft it
into black m-sses of my man with your -ss snitch
but my bullet got you real quick
i’m real sick, is it you mean it is not a meal tick
your stop sons, n-gga, f-ck you, can you bake
you can’t, yes, candy canes, i can’t be seen you
look at the sh-t i do i make sl-ts
eat my sh-t, yeah, that’s what i do
i’m in downtown austin, there’s rich to cube
and singing you to totally awesome
sugar, do the hotel, f-ck your k!ller, oh well

[hook (x2)]

- richard gein

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