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letra de guillotine - sugar cones

[verse 1: populus]
i f-cking love the mcchicken
kings upon they broken thrones
shattered crowns and throwing stones
crowds falling down into broken bones
sitting high since i’m a cone
chopping heads i’m a guillotine
they coming off quick and clean
clean it off make it glean
making sure i’m the last one seen
shooting b-tches artemis
their arteries ain’t hard to miss
leave your boy with holes like swiss
and pale as f-ck just like ritz
laughing as your head spin
man i just don’t give a sh-t
i kiss your dog and pet your b-tch
knock you out with one punch in the pit
get in and throw a fit
i’m flourishing i’m k!lling dreams
with a tub of chlorine
wild on this beat
like a feral beast
pushing t–th
pop my name popping poppers penguins with the 99
f-ck your lime
be sour like a warhead crime
cut you off right on time
made my blade to end your life
pop’s the king now treat me right
treat me right treat me right b-tch
treat me right treat me right f-ck
[chorus: bagheadddd, populus]
in a guillotine
making a f-cking scene
hit it and pop sh-t
the moment you f-ckers see
gonna make you bleed
dripping like many funds
bag it up and run
that’s how you end up
in a guillotine
making a f-cking scene
hit it and pop sh-t
the moment you f-ckers see
gonna make you bleed
dripping like many funds
bag it up and run
that’s how you end up

[verse 2: bagheadddd]
accommodate me
i don’t give a f-ck about your silly news
i take your silly nudes then hang you dry in the f-cking woods
bag bags broken bleeding nosed brats with a bat
feeling like a heart attack when i split your ribs in half
actually i’m the sh-t
don’t break down
imma flow on this b-tch
don’t stutter
it’s a build i won’t miss
okay now
it’s a build i won’t miss
okay now
slice the heads slice the heads clean off
slice the head slice the heads clean off
slice the heads slice the heads clean off
guillotine blood dripping all over the f-cking floor
slice the head before the ceremony b-tch i’m feeling gory
hit ’em with a story jack and jill this time they feeling h-rny
mark ’em with our logo
sc knife strikes on the f-cking face
watch your drink before you get that sh-t laced
[chorus: bagheadddd, populus]
in a guillotine
i’m making a f-cking scene
hit it and pop sh-t
the moment you f-ckers see
gonna make you bleed
dripping like many funds
bag it up and run
that’s how you end up

- sugar cones

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