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letra de deadstalka iii - rinsless

[rinsless]

b-tch i got it like that w the scope
semi auto up on me b-tch i’m outside yo home
revenge on my fit yea there is no hope
got the dxr tucked, hit the 1-nade yea the smoke
45 tucked stupid whippin in the amg
revenge on my chest finna cop another bape tee
all yall boys are sh-t, its no wonder why you hate me
hop up on the mic and u soundin f-ckin lazy
rinsless
soundin f-ckin lazy
hahaha
soundin f-ckin lazy

[hatchetsaw]

its just a fragmentation of your mind trust me
im posted in the woods like im f-cking hxrtly
all you f-cking b-tches, disgust me
ima rush into your house with tha p90

uuuggh
russian with the nuke like its mf nuke
my hatchet slip you in 2 like a mf divorce
call me david fuller the im raping your f-cking corpse
put a screw in your head, now theres blood on the f-cking floor
hang that b-tch up like im urbanspook
lurking in your bas-m-nt, call me f-cking babdadook

make your b-tch puke
make your wh0re puke

[face6k]

face6k 6 shots to the grave
k!ll for fun? nah k!ll for the fame
copy paste you sound the same
6 bands on me you still hate

khaotic all up in me yea my body’s filled with taurine
bullets going through me i feel nothing, all the morphine
money launder, missile launcher, all my racks f-cking clean
double cup is filled up, h-lla lean, i use to rule this scene

pray to your god. that i stop
pray to your god. glock go pop
pray to your god. shot nonstop
pray to your god. switch with stock

praying on your down fall, death to the weak
praying on your down fall, death to the weak
praying on your down fall, death to the weak
praying on your down fall, death to the weak

chrome hearts on my neck. im flexin
choke against your face. he’s beggin
twin glocks, twin mags, get to steppin
r9, dragons breath, 5 sh-lls in

keltec sub 2k like rotten
h-llo kitty belt, we rockin
if you died. never forgotten
fireball tossed up with vomit

all these glitches give you whiplash
spending all your cash, and your music trash
all your features basic, your wasting all your bands
istg i hate you i wanna see your blood splat

[hatchetsaw]

okay, im gonna show you p-ssies how to do this sh-t alright?

i feel like taki, the way im taking these b-tches on a hunt
you can not stop me, even if you try to comfront
you can’t escape me, ima roll your ashes in a blunt
you think im crazy? bash your head in with something blunt
smoke that sh-t
then i pop that b-tch yuh
glock with the switch
i let it hit yea
im a pyschopath
call me stitch yeah
cut his throat out
like the snitch yeah

run p-ssy boy we got your f-cking coridnets
pull up to your house and im breaking your jaw
and im recording it
got your b-tch hanging from the celling like some coordinates
b-tch im swaging out in my mf crib, with my vetements

[rinsless]

red tracers in the sky, uav inbound
makin racks off the grid
i’m in europe spending £
man u cannot handle this, yea the whip be too loud
i got toxins in my pocket i’m up in the f-ckin clouds
duck that, f-ck you
kick yo sh-t like kung fu
pull up wit a mac 10 askin what the switch do
laser beams on me, in the sand
deadstalka 3
smokin too much weed, face6k in the acp
who want the static he can have it
i got an automatic, pull up wit the rose mask
sh-t get f-ckin tragic
and i got a bad b-tch, she sprayin while i’m laughin x2

- rinsless

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