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Freestyle lyrics7/27/2023 With or without clothing, next to the decomposingīodies eroding while I'm dozing off overdosing I'm checking the exposure of photos of me exposingĮxposing myself locked inside of a cozy hotel posing He's got his face in a mask, your blood stains on his glass table You're facin' a task greater, he's chasin' your ass He's got his fangs to your neck, he's set to strangle ya ass, hater Shark,throwing animal parts at Scarlett JohansenĮnter my gas chamber, yah gangsta? My ass Part Manson, part Hannibal, part mechanical Yah, Angela so I command yah to start dancin' Like dracula yep, spectacular rep, he's a tarantula, gargantuan Menacing stares, he glares making the hairs all on the back of yah neck stand His venomy sprays reaches like beams of energy rays Kryptonite the Superman, he's a dentist to AmyĪdminister of the pain, just finished huffin' the paintĪnd muffle the fumes, like it was nothin, because it aintĪnything in his way, his enemies he just slays Once again it's the sinister, cynical, minister Shady FantasticĬrossed the path of Plastic man with a drastic force.Put my penis on classic sports I'm harder than playing basketball when I'm going through crack withdrawalĭick so big it's like elastic, I tie it in a knot and it looks like Mr. Spittin' flames, kickin' fire out ur ass you little. Jason mask is off when my face is plastered in tobasco sauce Tryna smash 'em off in the dash, hit the overpass, went offĬause a massive forty two car pile-up, not a scratch at all In a pair of acid washed bumpin' Asher RothĬruisin' grassy 'till I damn near crash the car Me and Westwood blastin' off, jackin' off To a cute little dyke on the mic I'm kinda like. My pee is bright yellow, I like Jello, I'm like hello Riding through the hood, I'm chillin' with Westwood We started out on the wrong foot, or should I say fake leg made out of wood So pass that ass to me let me squish the left cheekĪnd press against the right one till its smushed against meĪnd leave a dead body in the woods to MC with the Christopher Reeves beef If he dont give me KIM, things could get ugly I'm like a veggie, brain is turned to mush I'm edgy I walk the streets lookin' for some puss to fetch me It does not store any personal data.I wasn't born mean, I was pushed to treachery* The cookie is set by the GDPR Cookie Consent plugin and is used to store whether or not user has consented to the use of cookies. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Performance". This cookie is set by GDPR Cookie Consent plugin. The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Other. The cookies is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Necessary". The cookie is set by GDPR cookie consent to record the user consent for the cookies in the category "Functional". The cookie is used to store the user consent for the cookies in the category "Analytics". These cookies ensure basic functionalities and security features of the website, anonymously. Necessary cookies are absolutely essential for the website to function properly.
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