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letra de pandemonium - yung dxtro

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imma criminal
cut through ya jugularwith couple a machetes
while your blood burst out like motherf-cking
confetti

i confess that im petty
but im ready for any motherf-cker who tryna get me
i bless you then blast you
with a motherf-cking semi

automatic at all the static
i find you b-tches all pathetics
need anastetics when i pull out your prosethics
many f-ggots can never manage they panic

manic depressin addicts endin up in caskets
with nothin but hatches

you knockin my hustle while i
gussle down a 5th of a henney
you get on your knees for the money
im like how bees to the honey

buying jewellery is another waste of your currency
like the correpted economy
f-ck your government policies

sitting ,, relaxing
sippin and laughing
critical thinkings
animal insticts

kick in
when i’m on a beat just kicking it
i go berzerk just thinking of
rhymes you never hearda
every alphabet i been tried for captial murda

you never heard of a another brother
coming in this game to spit
harder than any other
this just a motherf-cking starter

microphone murderer
bury ya next to the corerner
in this game im never player 2
never a foreigner

yo im back to k!ll the game
and i will never be the same
b-tch i will always be the king
the one that fits the f-cking ring

the one that writes till theres no ink
there ain’t no thought that i can’t think
there ain’t no door that i can swing
i keep my rhymes so f-cking clean

keep it humble is what i mean
more words is i always fiend
getting cream always been the dream
always held for the f-cking team

yeah

you do sometime for sellin dope
i do punchlines can you cope
you mumble sh-t yeahs thats a joke
you better stay sleep b-tch imma woke

facin me yeah you gonna choke
when you see me you better know

and this flow like water

alphabet murderer
double homicide ontop of a manslaughter
word to my mother
i came outta the womb
just to come for your neck
with a box cutter

i box harder
when im about to set my punchlines
i punch rhymes in
just intime for crunch time

i eat you corny rappers for lunch time
claimin you rap but you say the same sh-t motherf-ckin 10 times
and in 10 lines i can blow your spot like i planted land mines
i took a sip of the rap
sh-t tasted like bad wine

we ain’t never the same caliber
going through your data like cellular
your vision getting blurry
tick tock ya times up better hurry

ballin out like we stephen curry
motherf-cker i ain’t worry bout nothin
you frontin till we get the stunnin
you visbly hurtin

as i draw my curtins
expose your whole circus
do the hokus pokus

motherf-cker

- yung dxtro

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