letra de survival of the fittest - tenkller
[verse 1]
this ain’t the life i live don’t give
look at me giving toys to kids
get back rat-tat-tat eat her like a san-ack
run back like track or you gon get it f-g
it’s a dog eat dog, k!ll or be k!lled
trash ass world don’t let it eat you
on the four corners it’s guns, drugs, snacks and
it’s us we’ll put you on a drum, tee dont f-ck with me
there’s a war outside
and if you finna fight in it you won’t survive
talking all crazy and we’ll k!ll you in the sky
lookin at that cheap sh-t but boy that ain’t mine
slanging and ranging and banging and hanging, k!llua, k!ll you all, blow up a f-cking mall
burn it to a crisp, watch my wrist fl!ck, d-ck that b-tch, d-ck her too this sh-t, woo
hit em with the synonym our gang is un-definitive what the f-ck is you feeding him i got blades and its all for them
trapoholics where you getting this i put my kins onto him—slow the f-ck down
[verse 2]
i’m a dauntless, like tris, see yo b-tch and givе her d-ck
slap-stick, hockey, need some f-cking chap-stick
comе find and k!ll you, neeson
b-tch i’m barely pushing 20, like a nissan
f-cking around, b-tch, should i grab the clip?
drumming around, sh-t, should i f-cking slit?
hit em both down, b-tch, grab the d-mn clip
slagging around, sh-t, i should f-cking slit
hit em both down, grabbing the rounds, slamming on drum, b-tch
get her ass down, sn-tching the mound, running off numb, b-tch
slapping down nouns, hit em and drown, k!lling all them, b-tch
breeding new sounds, faking no sh-t, distort the sh-t, b-tch
k!ll her with slipped d-ck
stabbing her in the cl-t
ain’t no sh-t
being taken from a b-tch
[verse 3]
look at these scars on my wrist
look at the tears i put in this
song, b-tch you always wrong
why you lying, we’ll make you gone
say we wrong we’ll rip you like a bong
old as sh-t bing, trash as sh-t bing
boy we don’t sing, we just to mean
like mr. clean, we’ll run your head clean
still remember the day i put the kn-b on
still remember when i went to camp flog gnaw
still remember when i let his bod drop
i remember seeing that made my jaw drop
homies taking out blood let this sh-t run
f-ckas getting down, hit the pistol blunt
all my family christian, don’t f-ck with religion
honestly i think i’d rather go down than up, b-tch
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