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letra de rap demon (rap devil remix) - upchurch

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[intro]
like, this whole country rap thing, i don’t get it, man
it’s like not even real music, there’s no real lyricists or nothin’
so, i don’t know why he’s wastin’ his time, you know

shut up and sit down, motherf-cker (yeah)
country rap is in this (yo) b-tch now!

[verse]
country rap just got hip tossed
then swiftly hit in it’s thick jaw
i wanna play some f-ckin’ games
gonna change my rap name to jigsaw (uh huh)
’cause i just wanna get big y’all
work my way to the big stars (alright)
then tell ’em all to go f-ck themself
i voted trump and built big walls (check)
got a big mouth and big b-lls
comin’ up to the mic in overalls
’cause i’m sick of gettin’ looked over
with my farmer’s tan and my southern drawl (hey y’all)
that’s why my songs are a f-ckin’ brawl
like road house, take the jokes out
i’m a generous guy, givin’ mo’ clout
which one is it y’all don’t know about (easy)
’cause i’ll chew ’em up and i’ll spit ’em out
like uncooked meat at a steakhouse
then tell the person who made this cr-p
i’ma need to get my refund now (sorry)
i’m feelin’ inspired by the gunner’s bullets
even though my boots don’t lace up
it’s r.h.e.c., e.s.t.​
mr. cheatham county don’t change up
dirty white boy from a one horse town
got everybody lookin’ like, “dang, son!”
and i’m feelin’ like an atomic bomb
and i’m blowin’ up my accomplishments
hollerin’ whatever the f-ck i want
in this microphone, dog, honestly (uhh)
’cause my compet-tion is noddin’ out
and they gettin’ weak at the sight of me (oh)
lookin’ slumped over like some f-ckin’ pumpkins
on your porch, months after halloween (ha ha ha)
y’all turnin’ gray, i’m guttin’ y’all
and hittin’ the fryin’ pan with every seed
d-mn, i’m such a bunghole
somebody go grab the t.p.​
i ain’t finna wipe, i’m rollin’ elm street
i’m that ghost appearin’ in your f-ckin’ dreams
my rap album’s like horror films
dog, freddy krueger f-ckin’ scared of me
yeah, everybody got a d-mn opinion
ain’t we all just some -ssh0l-s (uh huh)
yeah i wanna be the biggest one
i throw diarrhea at your household
b-tch, get the f-ck off of my lawn
like i’m pushin’ 70 with a gran torino
i can’t understand a thing y’all say
like a el camino full of d-mn amigos
allá vega, grab the aloe vera
this is like a midget versus matt serra
yeah, i’m kickin’ -ss like my name mcgregor
got ’em thinkin’ “who the f-ck is this fella?”
i’m upchurch, got ’em b-tthurt
i rock rebel flags and don’t give a sh-t
my career got a clean t-tle
level lookin’ higher than your daddy’s lift kit (bbrraa)
people askin’ me how i got the juice
i’m like, “i don’t let people drink after me” (nope)
actually let me pour you a cup
and add a bit of this antifreeze
eh, bro, why the shaky knees?
n0body in this lane want it with me
not even a small cough or tiny sneeze
i’m sick in the head but the rhymes i spit
got asian guys like, “hory sh-t!”
got black dudes like “godd-mn!”
got white people with rich kids
lookin’ at me shakin’ they jugheads (oh my god)
got the trailer park thumpin’ like talladega
happens every day of the week
and i still say i might do it for dale
even though my logo is r.h.e.c., sh-t
i’ma suck the life out of you
i’m more spectacular than dracula
some sh-t i write is so dark
my manager thinks i need counselors
but f-ck the help and f-ck the shelf
you can’t f-ck me, i can only f-ck myself (uhh)
go ahead, run full force
i’ll throw a d-ld- into your vocal chords
then say, stoney, stop this beat
“why these haters chokin’ for?” (hah)

[outro]
(ghost, i’m a ghost, i’m a ghost)
up
mother
f-cking
church
church
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