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letra de daa - thekorrupted

[intro]
i’m just testing sh-t, my raps, umm, my voice, me as an artist

[chorus]
i waste my time, giving a f-ck

[verse 1]
a f-cking villain, chilling in a three bed room apartment
bodies in a bag and sk-nk, with a skag in his bed
the cops conduct a raid, through the window he goes
leaping like he’s a hero, without his clothes on and yo !
it’s a bird ! no, it’s a plane ! na, it’s a d-ck you pr-cks
f-cking hate me, debate me and say my musics off
like scomo was, the moment the fires lit off ( gotta go ! )
and only returned cause he p-ssed people off ( i’m back ! )
a kid high off fumes, sitting in a car garage (doioioi)
armed with an ak, some nades and pepper spray
prepared to save the day, c-cks his gun and sprays his rage (prrrr)
a useless soldier i told ya, he missed the mark
and apart from that, he got kicked and now he’s f-cking p-ssed that
he made a list that, he told me this that, he feels like king kong
on the empire state, he stays singing, flinging his sh-t
he’s d-nking officers in the head with it
woke up from bed, it’s exactly as he said
he’s out of his mind and out of head
out of control sh-tting his bed, must have been the liquor
so nice dealing with ya’ ! ( bye ! )

[interlude]
um, hi, i’m here for the job interview ?
we don’t have an opening ?
wow… is this because of my weight ?
what the f-ck man !?
ok…

[chorus]
i, waste my time, giving a f-ck

[verse 2]
a serial k!ller, released on bail, coming to get you
a pill that gets me high, a rise from time to time
the way i ride is like, the f-cking k!ller’s in a limousine
with a afedemines, the feds are mean
grabbed me out of my pyjamas, from the bahamas each
on karmas beach, each to their own, i let my preacher preach
but then i grab the gun, it’s time to have some fun
like i was hitlers son, the second coming of evil
jack the rippers smiling, i don’t overthink, i just think deeply (hmm)
i don’t need your opinion, if i did i would’ve asked
take your head and shove it up your ass
class is in session, please sign your confession
this is an admission of guilt, the f-cking hatred i built
led me to stabbing motherf-ckers in their head, to put them to bed
can you believe it detective ? they think i’m crazy
cause maybe, i must have upped the anti
cause i was pumped and angry, i bit his hand off and ran off
it led me to a stand-off, i shot the gun, straight into the get-away
anyways, how was your day going ? i’m psycho, hopped up on drugs
and camping at a train station, with a bat, waiting for some thugs
i’m injustice, they call me batman, i hit them in the back end
and then ran, straight into a wall, moral of the story
i don’t know cause this is all, f-cking bullsh-t man
thanks for tuning in

[outro]
wreaking my mind

- thekorrupted

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