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letra de shady - vin jay

[intro]
a lot of people ask me if i mean everything i say in my songs
well sh-t, if i did, i’m f-cked

[verse]
let’s take it back to when people weren’t as sensitive
and grown f-ckin’ men didn’t walk around full of estrogen (oh my god)
before we all got offended and tried to censor sh-t
oh this man’s a bigot
b-tch, don’t assume what my gender is (uh)
i’m takin’ mescaline, tryna find what the perfect dose is
’til i’m coughin’ up blood and blamin’ tuberculosis
cleanse my liver with alcohol ’cause i’m germophobic
i triеd to swallow my pride and got me a bursted colon
my pain is dark and my music ain’t for thе faint of heart
blood stains sprayed in my bas-m-nt make for amazin’ art
insane and anxious, my brains a blade that is razor sharp
i may just break a mason jar to slash you, leavin’ facial scars
i’m just amazin’, think it’s time for you bums to face it (woo)
bustin’ groupie hoes and burn ’em like i’m usher raymond (ahh)
the blunts a blazin’ until i need me a lung replacement
i’m rich and famous, don’t tell me to watch my f-ckin’ language (f-ck you)
need some time to just relax and maybe pour some brandy
‘fore i start screamin’ at these b-tches like i’m gordon ramsay (wake up)
i f-cked these hoes unprotected and can’t afford a nanny
so sh-t, as far as i’m concerned, i think abortions dandy
of course it is, let take a trip to the orphanage
and show these poor kids how dope it is to be fortunate
we’ll let ’em play with bidets and tell ’em it’s snorkelin’
then make ’em scrub the floors ’til they see their face in the porcelain
a massive heathen, slappin’ asses and grabbin’ cleavage
i’m blackin’ out at the restaurant, f-ck your fancy evening
a born sinner, my mind is dark as the pastor’s demons
i light a joint at your house to show you the gas is leakin’
arsonist, on top of that i’m a narcissist
i’ll lead myself to f-ckin’ death in front of a starvin’ kid
spark the parliament if the doctor to start an argument
call in my prescription then snort it all at the pharmacist
i’m runnin’ traffic lights (b-tch, i wanna crash tonight)
way too f-ckin’ wasted to comprehend my miranda rights (woop)
grab your wife, i’m tryna get famous and need a sacrifice
(f-ck you) now, forever and in the afterlife
words obnoxious, i fill the verse with immersive toxin
i love death, if not for rap i’d probably work in hospice
prefer just watchin’ cartoons at home with a virgin topless
i told her, “you’re my sperm bank, i’ll be your first deposit”
went from workin’ two jobs to makin’ two comma’s
i had the sk!ll from the jump, ain’t have to improve nada
consumed ganja with shrooms and made me a new genre
sh-t was volcanic stayed underground ’til i spewed lava
[outro]
stayed, stayed, stayed underground ’til i spewed lava
let’s take it back to when people weren’t as sensitive
insane and anxious my brains a blade that is razor sharp
fu-fu-fu-f-ck you, now, forever and in the afterlife
i’m just playin’ snowflakes, you know i love you

- vin jay

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