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letra de carnivore - vasto

[verse 1: reef]
[?] pop a paparazzi
spit heat like my head in the oven
[?] folks pull up and blast
jimmy neutron, that’s a old watch well i got the new john
you stopped at one, i put two on
how i’m stuck, i put glue on
f-ck happily ever after, i was doin’ fine before
my new hoe gon’ eat through me, she a carnivore
and b-tch i’m one with the tree, i’m a herbivore
i’m that fresh motherf-cker getting bucks, you ain’t heard before
she gon’ twerk good lord
and [?] crazy off them percs you know he tweaked, yeah
and these birds just run they mouth so much, shut yo’ beak
i’m at that peephole with a arp, i’m tryna peak
the k shoot anesthesia, folks pull up, put them to sleep
i can’t stand hoes, you would think i’m g-y, yeah
f-ck up with that beam, laser set ’em straight, yeah
i got racks like it’s tennis
i get racks then replenish
you get taxed for a verse
boy your weed look like spinach
i’m in it to win it, oh yeah i’m wit’ it
you at your wits end, call your b-tch in
call her ben 10, she got friends
and i’m too out of body i throw fits on
i ain’t never been the type to fit in
yeah this a freestyle f-ck a written
animal abuse, i beat up the kitten
but i’m evil, i don’t like people, call me voldemort
’cause all that sh-t talk on my name show up on a poster board
bread-hungry thots i think i might toast a wh0re
kinda like you would toast a s’more
sweet than a pop-tart, toast a s’more
[verse 2: vasto]
i don’t f-ck with none of these n-ggas, [?]
hit his head, he ain’t dead, we made him a vegetable
gotta do him the thanos b-tch, we gon’ leave you skeletal
hit his [?] like jimmy neutron i’m off chemicals
dbz, my folks pull up and blast
it’s your final day b-tch if we flash
come in you won’t last
talkin’ that sh-t, get your head smashed
why is you talkin’ about yo’ neck, ay, listen
we gon’ send them shots make his ass hit the deck
we blow up like novas b-tch, got the opps like “what the heck”
scary like october b-tch, we left all they ass distressed
put you in that shade room for treason, yo’ ass broke the law
reef gotten your head spinning for no reason. crush sh-t like a claw
drop his ass like death, his ass tweakin’, then i stroll along
doing evil sh-t all d-mn season, b-tch i’m bad enough
got no opps i tagged ’em all, so i guess i won, ay what’s up
we gon’ send yo’ ass to the sun, ay like who was you tryna confront
[?] just got some new guns, pass the heater
i turned to a reaper
smokin on this blunt with lil’ reefuh
i’m a scientist i mix up this sh-t in this f-cking beaker
serving all the tweakers
we hunting for heads just like eggs on f-cking easter

- vasto

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