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letra de rappersain'tsh!t - tøne (the real one)

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i got antichrist tatted on my chest upside down crosses on my f-cking eyelids

chillin back with isis, locked up like arthritis, stuck up in my iris, like iridocycl-tis

i’m a f-ckin kamikazi crashin in to everything, but flew into the ocean quit rappin marshal you’re bouta sink

p-ssed off old man never won alb-m of the year, quit f-ckin b-tchin marshal we know that you belong here

you’re a f-ckin legend we get it, so quit p-ssin and b-tchin, quit while you’re ahead, for you got no more fans to f-ckin listen

(sheesh) don’t be hatin on my generation, and who the f-ck gave g sleazy an invitation

im poppin off at any rapper that wanna talk, g eazy joined the lobby just to suck ems c-ck

i’m p-ssed off, i’m leatherface and jigsaw, you got a t-tjob, switch genders and criss cross

i’m d-demonic, i trained in the f-ckin hyperbolic, i shine like polish, ain’t n-body that i can’t demolish

think you can top this, i see the future like nostradmous, you cats clawless, regardless i’m tryna leave you jawless

i’ll leave you talkin like kid with down syndrome, i got a list of the rappers i can p-ss on

i’ll run up in ya house while i’m foamin out the mouth, blacked out wild out and beat you to death with the couch

i’m really a sp-ce alien with a fake alias, you a child michael jackson used to babysit

the truths out i’m not a h-m-sapien, i’m an otherwordly being that leaks radiance

my d-ck so big i’m f-ckin walkin awkward, the sh-t i spit might make the universe alter

my brainsick, needa take me to the doctor, for cut my girls legs off and try to box her

so stand the alphabet in line, throw some rappers in the middle, its a verbal columbine

i got nine lives, i already died twice, both times was jerkin off and had the rope to tight

i’ll get into a fight with five fat dyk-s, then pick em up and throw em at rappers i don’t like

i got a superpower how i crystallize mics, get so high my eyes like i eat rice

this for anyone saying ghxst can’t rap, i’ll find where you live and bash your brains in with a spiked bat

tried to slit my wrist, but the sh-t sliced back, bleeding from my throat, where a bandaid and some ice at

f-ck that, where my cloak and scythe at, i mean my c-ke and knife at

i’m tryna k!ll my dad because he said that he’d be right back, but he lied, so i’m tryna have him die and make his f-ckin spine crack

- tone the real one

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