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letra de nyctophilia - slzy

[intro]

[verse 1: alkamist gxld]
what the f-ck? who the f-ck trying to f-ck with
sleazy f-cking knuckle-heads bring the ruckus
popping like a f-cking blackhead filled with p-ss
i’ll light your face up like the jack of all pumpkins
little did you know i go by the name of gxld
hey, hi, nice to meet you, now give me f-cking dome
sleazy gang making moves like a f-cking mobile home
more scary than a demon lurking through the catacombs
i st-tch together sentences to form a genesis
it’s really such a shame that you ain’t comprehend
the penmenship
treacherous, deep sea drown your b-tch specialist
ugly little f-cker with a strong attention deficit
i can feel my chakras burning in the lava
f-ck boys f-ck around and catch this llama primadonna
so sick, pathogenic, call the doctor
y’all ain’t ready for the slaughter
no one knows until i got you, n-gga

[verse 2: rojikku]
chop the block, rock the dock
put the cash crops in the tops
stop the f-cking hype that you got like cops
i’m strapped up you know that
i’ll push your f-cking ‘fro back
but hold that f-cking dope i take a toke
then roll the dough back
pause motherf-cker i’m just false motherf-cker
speaking fibs, drip on that barbie like sauce motherf-cker
see, you’re lost motherf-cker
i’m a coughin’ dolphin
robbin’ marvin g-ye in a grave
up in compton p-ssing on his coffin
about to blow like bombs in baghdad or
dads when they see their sons report card’s bad
i used to fight to stay up for adult swim
now i’m lucky if i can stay up past ten
i’m exhausted
get recording, put these bars inside of songs
and get your jaws dropping
sleazy f-cking them up and we’re not stopping
zero tolerance if you’re fishing for them compliments
i’m awkward, hawking any blonde i see to boost my confidence
i’m not a convict so don’t judge me
it’s funny because when the good meets the bad
then we create the f-cking ugly
can’t touch me, i’m like referees or stds
if you’re pressing me, you can suck a d-ck
and overdose on ecstasy
can’t mess with me, can’t f-ck with me
if you don’t f-ck with me then f-ck you
cash rules, but sleazy gang is still tearing new -ssh0l-s
-ssh0l-s

[bridge]
you look nervous. let’s put a smile on that face. -laughs-

[verse 3: grandmaster q]
molotovs and c-cktails
do the math you naggy b-tch
fried chicken and hot sauce
eat it up you sloppy trick
tell your mans he needs to stop chopping on his skinny wrist
cause i’m the new savior, hands raised, i’ll gauge ya’
samurai swords got you liquidated for later
she like it nice and flavored like some juicy j papers
squeezing on her t-tties cause no one’s here to save her
no uncle sammy, uncle lou see, this b-tch got me feeling woozy
riding in a hoopty with a paper bag of rum and a n-gga named louie
thought that i can trust him ’til his hands were in her coochie
feel like i’m being degraded by the boys in blue
i’m about to go super saiyan or raichu
with alkamist gxld and rojikku
flying on the mountain tops with a hand full of kush
and my mom’s old matchbox
lighter fluid smelling like a bag full of sweat sox

- slzy

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