letra de old habits - wight kid
[verse]
a rap catastrophe
double d mixed with d-ck dastardly
the b-st-rd done mastered these
addict with sporadic screams
practicing his alchemy
call him by “your majesty”
and if you don’t
there’s gonna be another casualty
casually working on his strategy
living in a whole other galaxy
handwoven tapestry
his raps bad? blasphemy
this song is a masterpiece
wearing tons of tattered tees
beasting on these battered beats
k!lling with his cavalry
chilling under canopies
rapidly conjuring these rhapsodies
causing rap atrophy
aiming weapons at your knees
sipping on some daiquiri
intelligent -n-logies
people thinking fantasy’s reality
his steps are sounding gravelly
walking through the ashes of his fallacies
jew from the east like it was palestine
forcibly k!lling everyone like he’s palpatine
counting up his calories
like it was his salary
jumping off the balcony
and landed on a trampoline
driving in a limousine
cut it like a guillotine
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