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letra de wendigo - spaecii

[intro: spaecii]
yeah, yeah
okay
f-ck i tell you right now
f-ck
woah!
midnight like a f-ckin cryptid
i be crawlin ’round and creepin
lil bro tremblin’ in fear
the 7.62 give him reason
swear these p-ssy boys ain’t ready
they ain’t ever even seen it
hear the toll the f-ckin bell
know that it’s my f-ckin season
[chorus: spaecii]
i been too far gone
just know that i been fightin all my demons
lil bro thought that he could play us
take his f-ckin head for treason
i been up for d-mn near two days straight
i can’t sleep b-tch i’m tweakin
don’t come near me with that fake ass sh-t
i swear bro you can keep it
swear i ain’t felt right in years
i needed somethin to believe in
i got all that sh-t on lock
throw out the key that they been seekin
got all that sh-t on lock
throw out the key that they been seekin
got all that sh-t on lock
throw out the key that they been seekin

[bridge: spaecii]
aye, i been f-ckin seekin
aye, aye, i been f-ckin seekin
aye, aye, i been f-ckin seekin
yah, yah

[verse: spaecii]
i might just go f-ckin manic
send your whole crew in a panic
i fire that sh-t up like i’m made of ceramic
eugh
and i’m cannibalizing the beat like a wendigo
ain’t sold my soul worth a sh-t
but they still gonna look at me, call me satanical
okay i admit it i’m just a lil evil
i got the sh-ll like a beetle
pull up with diesel you know that it’s lethal
and then i confess all my sins at the steeple
i can’t stand this p-ssy b-tch
i been on demonic sh-t
i rip out your spine and i use that sh-t as my walking stick
[bridge: spaecii]
eugh!
hahahahahaha
f-ck-off!
hahahahahaha
f-ck you motherf-ckers

[verse: zeno x]
h-ll is a motherf-cking place on earth
life is a b-tch so i went and f-cked her
i cannot leave, proceed to get my nut first
thought sh-t would get better but it only gets worse
yah
blood on my f-cking jeans
d-ck in her f-ckin spleen
b-tch what the f-ck you mean
you are not f-cking me
life is a f-cking dream
we’re all up on repeat
you will face your defeat
you are the enemy

[outro: spaecii]
midnight like a f-ckin cryptid
i be crawlin ’round and creepin
lil bro tremblin’ in fear
the 7.62 give him reason
swear these p-ssy boys ain’t ready
they ain’t ever even seen it
hear the toll the f-ckin bell
know that it’s my f-ckin season
eugh!

- spaecii

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