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letra de airport security (feat. bloodless demons) - xmas emo

[intro]
h-llo?
h-llo, it’s bernie
i live next door, and i left my shovel up ‘err
on your property
i don’t have anything on my property?
i left my shovel up there on

[verse 1: bloodless demons]
[?] made me, a knife-fanged slay beast
i froth like rabies, lights out baby!
this is daddy’s home, yeah i will go farrell
catch you like spike spiegel with the fingergun barrel
bang!
babe, i’ll take your soul and leave the slammer
to tell your friends ’bout trauma, hit like maxwеll’s hammer
which crew’s the bеst? nah, that sh-t’s redundant
just got re-elected for it, and i’m not even incumbent
i pick up the phone, breathe in heavy, dial tone
you’re not alone, i drink your blood like it’s a fresh jam scone
yeah i k!ll, that’s the idea, get you lost like it’s ikea
i’m a skeeter, sh-t’s so itching got you itching for a dealer
i checked the bell curve on s-x, you’re below average
small talk with you is like an overcooked cabbage
in my sparetime, i run an airline for the savage
get laid around the world, but i never claim baggage
i’m mr. crabs, i listen to what that moolah say
yeah we overbooked, and it’s not even a holiday
the taxes crooked, i put the sp-ces on my new [?]
sp-cing out with blook, while we’re vibing to ghouliday
[verse 2: xmas emo]
sp-cing out with blake, homie, we don’t got no school today
i’m baked like a potato but i’m grounded like a rutabega
shoot my shot, homie, put a hole in you, now you the bagel
i be giving d-ck to these milfs like a futa maker (oww!)
smoking with my horse, on my chariot
washington had robbed me of my fam and my therapist
my ex b-tch is like “d-mn, but you loved me!!”
i love ice cream, but i don’t wanna marry it
i be making beats in the monastery
i could probably mediate the beef between tom and jerry, homie
i know she gon’ try to trauma dump, so i’m wary:
when i hit it, only give her one hump like a dromedary
ay, my flow clean, i’m floating
f-ck a cast, pretty b-tches like “sign these!”
i’m with my cats, harmonizing like they siamese
and i put emo on the map how i’m buying trees
i might charge, homie, i don’t got the energy
but emo the producer how i’m selling you the celery, okay
i keep a dog bone close when i smoke
just so i can bribe the canines, cuz they don’t like the smell of me

- xmas emo

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