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letra de mothman - the animal king

hook- spread fear like the mothman, your rhymes are soft and, you only belong in a coffin, you need to f-ck off when, i decide to come around, monster from the underground

v1- i clip wings from a airplane, slip on the mic son you’re fair game, death omen for hip hop has risen, your ass will be left dead if ya start dissin, fast you’ll have ya heart missin, you people broke this grump, evil with a notepad i’ll dump, a feeble bloke in sh-ts creek, choke a eagle and tore its feet, off like a bear trap, their rap, is square cr-p, k!ll if they stare back, still die despite your prayer chap, the dead lyes, in my red eyes, i shred guys, with lead pipes, leave them dead at their bedsides, your death is brief homie it’s too bad, holy sh-t king you p-ss everyone off you’re mad, as you spit this heavy lyricism on your pad, the devils in your grill i can tell by the diamonds, raise h-ll and k!ll you my mind tends, to spill well made rhymes friends, you can tell i’m ill with each line hoe, grind your flesh uh chill i sell no, integrity despite the label, this might lead you shocked by a electric cable

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v2- rip through flesh and take sh-t out like anatomy class, mess with me i make you fall down a canopy fast, yes i plan to be the goat you snake around, i break ya throat and ya see the ground, fall on you in your grave, y’all gonna p-ss me off i gave, head shots yo all weak song writers why save, anyone in this b-tch, crazy son from h-ll who is trying to get rich, barely non of y’all can out rap me change your pitch, c-nt you better…wait no you’re not, hoe you hate each letter that i jot, cause you’re soft mate i shred her on the spot, spectate walking late at night to go and plot, on how to plug this place into chaos, face off with the pen you bet they lost, live to taste flesh i get from a mc, be a missing case if you come here just for plenty, of cash not art dumbass get mase in ya eyes, dash fast as i chase y’all you’ve been the guys, who makes a mockery of this sh-t, got her key in my fist so her neck split, because i

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v3- i’m k!lling all of your dogs, spilling a rhyme that bogs, ya memory on your top tens, wh0re make sure the pop ends, before i start to drop friends, from your label on your porch, come to my eyes little fable the get scorched, through ya brain, do more pain, to your lame ass than jigsaw, eat ya fast: big jaw, slash a pig yall, i has ta dig all, of your graves, no more games, where i go there’s always a tragedy, i don’t come to be fair i’m your majesty, dare go in my lane ya had to be r-t-rded, regarded, as the goat and earned, so i rap till my throat burn, the cr-p you made is a joke turn, you all into blood puddles, if your bud mumbles, what troubles, most of y’all is that i ain’t done yet, faint to my flows see me as a young vet, who goes to k!ll it as soon as the sun set, y’all try to dance around my fire like witches, smoke my plants then the mic k!lls b-tches, that’s how i
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- the animal king

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