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letra de dirty laundry - summoned souls

[verse 1: eidolon]

industry is wack
fall back gettin lapped bud
roll swishers with snxp while my b-tch give me back rubs
the gilgamesh of rap
your face flat in a bath tub
the world is in my lap
its a wrap, made it through the flood
f-ck youtube comments on my teacher sh-t
barely p-ssin cl-ss but you can eat my d-ck
got a backpack full of black gl-ss from my broke past splittin seams with it
you got a costco hoe eatin whole sale p-ssy
got a whole foods chick grabbin gourmet tooshie
say a little more sh-t bout the dead batteries bit
and i’ll slit your d-mn wrist gonna wish you never pushed me

[verse 2: rich maiden]

got you wrapped around my finger, sewed it up
mixing soda with the soma we don’t give a f-ck
yung kz, lemon street goons
park the kawasaki, chilling out and eating chop sushi
y-3’s on my feet
call up yohji yamamoto i don’t wanna qasa seen
they don’t know me like they think
i pray it’s all a dream, the devil in me set me free
yea, i got demons in me
slicing up my skin because it’s time for them to leave
i don’t even wanna bleed
i’m trying not to stain my white tee
get it e

[verse 3: e.]

that rum make me numb
.45 on my toungue
paint the f-ckin walls with the slip of my thumb
it’s flame in my lungs
calf tatted with the scrum
ambition glissin in my gums, so you know i can’t succ-m

i got the sword in the trunk if you tryin to test me
nuts swing so low gettin blood on my testes
what’s next b, gotta get me some of that west breeze
gettin big like cali b00bies outta the wet tee
half my friends and family thought i’d never be sh-t
just a lazy -ss kid puttin waste to his wit
told me stop wastin time, you should probably quit
but these kids in the pit my real family my clique. coven

[verse 4: rm]
dirty laundry in the pontiac fiero
saw me break the f-cking odds
i’ll break your nose if you come anywhere near me or any of my brothers in the coven
momma raised me from the gutter
so you know i came from nothin
winter/summer, all the seasons take a number on my mental
so i got the rope around my neck again, i’m buggin
california callin me
i’ll take the bus and leave it all behind if i could bite a piece of that pacific pie

- summoned souls

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