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letra de vacuous - westgh0st

[intro: westgh0st]
uh huh
its been a long time coming
we really with the sh-t though
and you
you ain’t really 5150 where you pimpin bro
give me a 5150

[verse 1: westgh0st]
i put the motherf-cking weapon into my new era
i drew thing till chopping the serial era
area 5150 could’ve busted with the semi
gotta grab my hennessy, father look at the vicinity
what has gotten into me, my enemy defeated my energy
that’s the motherf-cking devil on my shoulder i told ya
i’m still skitzo with the pistol
put the tip to your mental and bust through your temple
and race your potential
when i pop your needle, when i drop your poodle
like its only frugal to do so, and when i do shows
i p-ss lyrics and sh-t flows, on the line on they know
ima take you out like its date night
b-tch no arithmetic needed when i slit your wrists
just medical attention for the plain decisions to get to whipping your attention cause it’s for the tests b-tch
dumb luck don’t exist but dumb f-cks do
you better f-ck that b-tch don’t let her f-ck you
my d-ck got just bumped into did you put up a bit of fruity -ss stepping back through my rear view
shawty want the d-ck but she not that sl!ck
i’m with the merch girl, yep that’s my b-tch
see my ex in the building boutta get her -ss whipped
her boyfriend too but that fool just dipped

[bridge: westgh0st]
hit the blunt and i’m gone with the wind
lost my mind along time ago tryin to put it in
and i’m back on my bullsh-t
brainless fell flat and clueless
i hate this i’m vacuous
feeling empty (i’m vacuous)

[hook: westgh0st]
you can look me in my eyes
no fear no nothing (na na na)
f-ck with me (na na na)
f-ck with me (na na na)
put the bullet in my brain
ima only thank god for the suffering (oh na na na)
f-ck with me (na na na)
come f-ck with me (na na na)

[verse 2: king iso]
i’m 5150 gripping the 40 pack
whoever cold with the scope
what that mean i’m k!lling your zodiac
toe to toe with that hoe and i bet that mean you toga tag
40 blow ima leave hoe under the hood like where the motor at
people talk about beefin, believing that they promoting that
pull up squeezing the heat get the flesh like it was a photo app
they must be speaking like material vocals when i’m on the track
whippin creme brulee from bleeding like a n-gga was on the rag
told you that i was brackin and that the reason my homies mad
thought it would never happen, now they act like i owe em that
and back then i was warring when i was like twelve on the ave
bust a thundering foot wondering when ill split your dome in half
you better believe it, you n-ggas would never know the half
funny fact i will leave you with misery with your lonely -ss
never mistake my ident-ty i don’t own a mask
for the green and now we busting like stanley ipkiss i’m gonna crash
man you motherf-ckers know i’m vacuous
evacuate the premises urgently cause i’m hazardous
used to be lukey limb
but i’m losing it i don’t have no sense
ain’t no music sh-t i’m truly skitzo you can ask a friend
truly dip i’m a hooligan, truly ripping the hammer spit
who is them with choosing on me, i guarantee they pajamas is ripped
soon i will have the munchies my dude i just need a bag of chips
fully roll up a dooby or give me a blunt i have to hit like

- westgh0st

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