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letra de 25 black - scraps the plague doctor

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flick of the wrist i’m “mister with-the-sh-t” with every trigger
checking up on my mental, it’s a shame i’m getting bigger
ominous hominid i’m in it good, also getting sicker
everyone telling me i can do better, i know, suck a d-ck

let’s make a pact to redact the bullsh-t
step back, you’re rats, in the presence of a pulpit
i’m an ever-loving b-st-rd on the curb b-tch
you ain’t ever heard of the trash herd serpents

lurking, like the loch ness, disturbing
all of the sick souls up in the suburban
area, panic if you ain’t a manic person
i like it raw, hit it while i give a sermon

break it down like a brick of that ‘caine, i get popping real quick
bob and nod when the record play, scr-ps spitting real sh-t
riding icy, ferragamo, sh-t be looking real slick
put some on my girly too, b-tch is looking real thick

pound for pound, i’m squaring up with the game
got some loudy loud, blow it out the window pane
locking sh-t down since a git, insane
picking a pen up and sipping the grain, catching a felony never again

hop off my d-ck, unless you got the skrill hoe
product of grit, i’m building on a scarecrow
deal me some chips, or better yet gimme ammo
pocket full of melancholy wit and tobacco

cats go running to wherever you put milk, huh?
back room stunting while we looking for the billions
maxed out, blunt is full of chewie hide your children
cash now, that’s what we be saying when we get up

lucky to be alive and not on death row
hopped up on another upper, don’t get sentimental
i forgot another rubber, you can still bend
over hit the p-ssy uppercut like kimbo

live fast
i like cash
what i’m doing
a whole dash
straight up to the top
it’s constant
she told me that she like me
no comment

wack sh-t, i’m past it, i’m crashing the function
practice makes perfect, so f-ck you or something
laughing, an addict with bad habits, lovely
faster, i’m chasing the grave and it’s ugly

i got the power from p-ssing in pots
i been the kid that is all that you not
what if i die, who taking my spot?
problems and demons, i got a lot

- scraps the plague doctor

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