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letra de jacktheripper - tilfall

[verse]
pistol f-cking bang don’t make aim at ya chest
i’m running with your neck and 15 bands they might arrest
they know i am the kid and since a jit i run this sh-t
i walk up in the woods and sit alone astonishing
i been writing on my own for bout a month up in this b-tch
i’m changing up my flow so every song you wonder which
i keep 11 on me but the name ain’t lil mitch
they thought i couldn’t rap i got them tied up in a ditch
word to my momma gon’ regret what all they did
i’m leaving, the grid
i’m taking my mid
i might have a kid
stunt all on these rappers cause my mindset different
couldn’t if they tried because they mind ain’t right
i stab a f-cker for fun
wrist or tommy go gun
decapitate a white nun
in the woods with my son
don’t you touch him back off
f-ck her with the rats off
talking to the black god
immediately white rod
took him in the tote road
2 minute death i don’t know
garbage have to sock it with the glock i might just pop it
aim yo head and start to bust it
hide the body in the rubbage
why you talk you know i cut it
eat it maybe cold like russian
thru the lens i see her once
living on with all my cuts
scars all on my body and they swear they understand
you don’t get sh-t cause you not a f-cking man
k!lling all the weak but yeah i’m living with no plan
i wanna f-cking end it with this pain inside my chest
even when i’m lying down i get no f-cking rest
even when i’m lying down i get no f-cking rest

- tilfall

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