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letra de game over - sex the rapper

all you do is laze and hallucinate about losin’ weight
so you can stay all glued to the tube and w-nk to some b00bs and, hey!
i grew away from reclusive ways so i could go to the stage
and slay the line up. i’ma just k!llin’ the bill like uma, bae
when i spew these rays, i illuminate and rejuvinate
flow so moving, hey, i’d get stephen hawking to move his legs begin talking and start even walking. can you view the grace? why you n-ggas salty like monosodium glutamate?
i have been -ssaulting your squad of phonies cause you b-rate dude, we stay removing alot of chonies of groupie babes
her p-ssy, eh, is juicy seducing floozies. i’m truly vain
i need to behave, or i’ll beat the p-ssy like bruce lee may
the food he ate is only vegan don’t need that dookie plate
i hate when people say sh-t like: “don’t you just miss a juicy steak?”
let me ruminate. i got boosted brains, i could screw for days
all that p–p you ate is k!lling you softly like fugees, ay
her coochie stanks. she’s big as a beluga whale
ayo from cheetos she stuffs into her face
don’t get extra fries. improvement comes to you today
when you exercise and move b-tch just like luda say
i do not mean to be preechy never let demons a-lead me never deceive me everything’s peachy
enemies never be entering the kingdom
fleece them. pillage your village like the huns
if you’re concealing something from
me with a villainous greed, son
like wing chung when i direct my chi
hit em with a motherf-ckin’ left-right, see
if you f-i-b, i detect thy sleeze man, i’m feelin’ woke like left eye be
damagin ‘ you foes it is bedtime, see got my hands around your throat like a necktie be
like anakin the ghost i repent my deeds
but, f-ck your tunes (toons) like hentai, g
i set minds free. all i see is hate when i check my feed
trump is head of state upset by tweets
commin’ for the aliens like mib
godd-mn! i’m tired of religious zealots
i’d be happy to find out they went up to a pit and fell in
got these christians tellin’ me they’ll cast me to the pits of h-ll and that’s why it’s repelling me like their nasty pits are smellin’ i been around the world like the kid’s magellan
some people have lived and dwelled in the same place their whole life their opinion tells it
they think immigrants are h-llish, but they get the “l” when the businesses sell them out until their out of chips and yellin’: “you know who did this?! it wasn’t men like donald trump! it was men like juan and them. jumpin’ fences robbin’ us!”
once again, it was the 1% who f-ckin’ commas up
who grabbed your honest b-tt and f-cked you then without a condom, son
i’m not a common one who be on the left or the right
a lot is bottled up i need to direct in the mic
ascension and flight away from all the messes and hype
the truth is hard to stomach like you’re ingesting the tripe
i’m mexican spliced with a creole my essence is nice directing the light and the ego i set it aside
i blow brains like cobain, b-tches
because i need to get the dough, mang and post haste. listen
i ain’t’ gon blow my chance to be free like oj simpson
i’m awkward but cool like the beastie boys on soul train. this is
the part where i go spaztastic maybe ape and a tad manic
i satiate when i spray these flames like beijing, eh, to an asthmatic
cause’ i take your breath away they hating, hating, can’t stand it!
try to push my b-ttons like “a,b,a,b” dagnamit!
but i ain’t goin’. crushin’ opponents running amok in the moment covet and lothe it. cause’ i am potent crushing you puppets unloadin’
energy cause it was sent to me. i’m an ascended being i am not f-ckin with lowness
yes indeed, i got impressive heat cause you will never be a-interuptin’ the focus
yup, i am bogus, son when i record this dope, it’s done
it’ll be sold at once like i’m importing opium
a cornucopia of wokey stuff to thart you phonies from
your habits you’re polluting the planet like you’re petroleum. i’m glowing cause’ i’m solar powered
everybody beefin’ like a quarter pounder
struggling for energy there’s nothing you could say to me that makes me feel a levity for the founders
of this country they were slave owners
and industry went and paved over all of our lush greens and inate cultures
then we started fussing and they sprayed so there’s
really only one thing that they cave over
and you know that’s money cause you’re a voter
where you spend your bucks, see and you may note, sir
this poem was epic, jay’s homer
i have just infected brain owners
with a f-ckin’ message hey loafers!
man, we gotta stay woke and stay sober
if they try to play, yo, it’s game over!

- sex the rapper

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