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letra de [enemies] - xprezzzhatred

[verse 1: xprezzzhatred]
i’m an animated corpse like a cartoon zombie
bury me i’m dying to find life start to haunt me
a melancholy man who distracts himself with doing tricks
heelflip kickflip hit shins ruined skin
over and over all that pain teaches lessons
focus on the target til you get it smith and wesson
everyone just shut it how you judging when that hammer bang
you will get some vans to your face like a caravan
ugh, try to dodge em
i am no solution just a problem to a problem
i am, not at all perfect
but i don’t love evil, all you people love to serve it
poison in your ears b-st-rd i’m the consequence
never will abort through a struggle like i brought in pence
enemy of the godd-mn greedy cuz i brought in sense
if that dont get em get the nickel plated on em then
i sound redundant because you still honor them
my mind so vast that it lookin like i brought in ten
perfected my craft it is more than just mac and cheese
mastery of the highest form like i’m strappin keys
back up please, me and choko kid are sprayin back so flee
haphazardly shooting tryna get your masters deep
not a violent person just a person who is tortured by the thought of people hurting
innocent ones it’s a burden make me wanna k!ll disturbing
type of people, type to meet you and distinguish if you’re evil
what
all about that revenge, i want someone to pay in here
my will accelerates me through my highs and lows this way is fair
drive me to the edge, with no manual needed
that means it’s automatic when i fall and hit the cement
drive me mad, exaggerated that’s them cartoons
aka the radio that’s more corrupt than mexico
what are you resisting though, i’m a harpoon
all that cr-p in vain though, that is varicose
me, yeah, i wouldn’t even k!ll an ant
but i’d k!ll a subhuman without even a single chance
for some pondering, nor some honoring
so tell them all to duck and run and prepare for some slaughtering, that’s honesty
like letting little kids in a mock game
where i just drop flames
got that ho-rs- voice napalm to the face
dawn with the paste, incompetent taste, belongs to this race
that’s the human race i am speaking of
all y’all love is war and wh-r-s and scores and courts and scorching this enormous earth
and it dont even belong to you
life is a precious gift tell me what you want to do

- xprezzzhatred

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