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letra de unhappiest - verbal kent & !llmind

[verse 1
yeah, i can bring it
any time of day i got a verse for you
that’ll have your homies pouring liquor on the curb for you
yeah lyrically i’m quick to drop a t-rd on you
bully for hire, go to shoulder, slap a nerve for you
you are hotter than your block as if it’s crack infested rapper
but i’m k!lling you until your death is manifested
step and get your act directed to the exit
with a bandage on your head and a gigantic bag of anaesthetics
once the madness sets in, all i see is red
the evil dead, i eat a rapper like pita bread
and if i achieve the rest i’ll probably even need your legs
guess i’m just a little wound up for a reath ahead
the only person you rhymes entertain is marley mappin’
ya’ll should start making movies like charlie chaplin
party crashing is over it’s a party wrapping
cut the music off, pull the plug and f-ck the [?] back

[verse 2]
i thought you rehe-rs-d for the first moment at your future wake
look your momma in the eye, say it hurts like it’s birth don’t it
f-ck an accident, a ghost screw led to you
you were dropped on your head as i thought
as i walk through you thinking so
i smile slight, i breathe in, breathe out
not even just flash, naked cold
ain’t revenge a motherf-cker
ain’t revenge the sweetest revenge
in the sandwich you it’s all knuckle
i saw pulses, no emotions here
just lines and shapes that make numbers, yeah
with that said expect to get divided up
i put you on the guest list as minus one
i’m the best one, make you the deadest
hold the drill in my hand, grab the doors make you the dentist
you play bad cop, bad cop
you just put a rapper mask on mascot

[verse 3]
yo f-ck it i think he’s gone nuts
one hand gripping my walnuts
the other cop back and break his jaw into sawdust
i’m charged up, i’m the mexican tripping
might’ve ate the whole prescription in a single second
who brought the devil out, the devil behind the scenes
pulling strings like a magic pedal over heavy metal
the mighty sinister whispers, can adjust the level
i’m a rebel, fi twister, no heart of correction can save you now
just give me eighty thou’ and i won’t put the single line above your brow
now settle down or be put down for f-cking with
i’m happy as cl1cks, i’m true to life bucket list
high on opiates, it’s overweight, we murder sh-t
like we cut from the same cloth, this perp got wits
lined up in a full body tourniquet
somewhere in the trouble ward, they can stay permanent

[verse 4]
yeah you wanna know who won the battle
yeah you wanna know who won their own internal organs scramble
abracadabra, kick your fly hole in your pie hole then eyeholes
then unplug them like bye bye terri schiavo
for putting records out, dropping bangers and promoting them
like pulling weapons out, c-cking hammers and i’m loading them
and if i go wood f-ck it, i will carve that wood into a night stick
and make you feel my new club hit
i’m working, shredding the copper
tissue with this kitchen knife before
and i’m a professional vegetable chopper
so tell the federal doctors to tell the federal coppers
to look for the only 27 year old with an opera
stop sending a hen to a fox house
lest you intend to spend next ten minutes knocked out
i’m intending to spend the next ten minutes with my c-ck out
stage diving, put your hands up and your mouths out

- verbal kent llmind

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