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letra de immolation - swank daddy

[intro]
let’s go, let’s ride

[verse]
hit the block knocked up, zoned out, half lens with my middles up
streets feeling dead, folks in the crib growing up
b-tches on the tv looking shook, acting scared as f-ck
we up 20 starters in, we bout to run it up
ain’t that something else? aye, ain’t that something tough? aye
k!ll until it’s dead, then k!ll that b-tch again to the end
yes indeed, he feeling sweeter than a honey blunt
sweeter than a 300 pound b-tch that got her tummy tucked
soon as we put some sh-t down, that b-tch start coming up
remember this, cuz when it’s time for you to enter this
it’s best we know life stays on that relentless sh-t
suspended all up in this b-tch, but i’m indiffernous
the magic that we weave into dancing to the doors
pretty soon now, we’ll be leaving you, i’m nothing to adore
i’m just a spirit that’s consuming through a body like a renaissance
absolutely nothing on this earth we should be tripping on
so when i see a caddy in the sky shooting by
i’ma hold that b-tch for a second and see if i can get my wishes on
if you ain’t heard, we got the keys to oblivion
the flowers are meticulous, the bridge is so meticulous
the joy is so thick, it got your boy looking conspicuous
turn that sh-t around, let we what i can mix it with
you know what you getting with, we no longer innocent
in a sense, my inner sense is nothing but deliverance
the benefits of being friends with the dopest hippie flips
all the love i’m giving you’s the same love that they hit me with
ears are tapping in, nah, i’ll never be the benedict
steady underd-gg-ng, riding high, forever spitting sh-t
[outro]
woop (x17)
yeah, big dog sh-t
f-ck the money
f-ck the president
f-ck all of em
we here to live life
you might get pimped
that’s right

- swank daddy

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