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wocktane - 5anboro lyrics

[verse 1]
i put my d*ck on your lips like it’s chapstick
i got spark like fl!cks of the bic, i am that lit
you stuck in mental walls, you’re in a mime entrapment
suckin h*lla b*lls to come to crowds not underground you f*ckin clown
sacrifice like half your life and lack the climb
you cannot drive so be a passenger
y’all be some amateurs, i am mature somewhat, so i’m a champion
catch me in the back of your head when the past overtly mentioned
banish your compact simple raps and word them better
birds of feathers hurt together, no matter how much stones as wеapons
broken men conform to death if thеy don’t overload themselves with
overconfidence
annoy the proper prim accomplished women
f*ck whoever starts bullsh*t, just know you in the wrong for sh*t
brush it off so you prevent confronting flaws
i’m f*ckin sorry the world isn’t what you want, you are not the one who knocks
that’s the reaper, a.k.a. 5anboro, half a beaner
back to bring the axe and cleaver, hack your knee and calf, can’t even stand the speaker
bleeding past revival, lacking vitals
grab denial thinking you can have a life without a fight
now you die, and that is why you think ahead and have foresight
rack your mind, have to find it, but it’s a tragic climate
one day we will have a time where man is kind
we gave the bat the virus, we scared of the bees
bring terror to trees to build lairs underneath everyone’s feet
no one cares what you think, if you ain’t red or blue
then you libertarian or green, or someone who’s embarrassing
a harbinger of heresy to tarnish worthy scary people
call em spooky ’cause it’s all so goofy how they got people to swear their thinking
got believers there as sheep, then to shear em
fabricate a massive blanket help you sleep
the psychopaths know that the end is near and h*ll is bleak
life won’t last, strike a match
and eat it as you drink some gasoline like a glass of lean
[verse 2]
put my d*ck in they mouth, so it’s f*ck what they spitting
put my d*ck on the mouse, my bars are f*ckin cl!ckin
creating cancer radioactive, you need a screening
to beat the beating you will immediately be receiving
i got total control over you like north korean tv
i got guns like kim jong un, i got nukes like kim jong un
slap em like kid rock do, they get slapped like chris rock
you got a queen who’s never wet, other words let my sh*t rock you
my sh*t is hard like i ain’t drink enough water today
i lift the glock and i can bring you the slaughter for free
there is no permanent cure for this like it’s common disease
blew your head off, then i get to walkin, no c
cleaning up the blood from causing a scene like a period
fearing it when you see the signs, like a decent driver
i’ll give you a spliff with lsd inside it
tweakin high as sh*t, cut off your d*ck like gender reassignment
finna lose my brain im getting too insane
spitting the truth in game, the sh*t that you won’t say
why are we used to pain and being screwed today? the sky is blue and grey
why is all the music lame? why is my dog’s food the same
why is there so many guns at the shooting range?
y’all biting styles so much, you getting tooth decay, as i do the same
hypocrisy in the maxes, all the sh*t in your ass is solid liquid and gases
c*ck and d*ck for the masses, cl*sterf*ck from the fascists
government split the classes, division’s giving madness
act in a manner fabricating your grasp on reality and running away from suffering fate
immerse yourself in what is the fake, the love and the great
ignore your health and all that sh*t just may combust in your face
on your death beds waiting for your next meds
best to want the slaughter from the doctor, do not resuscitate
cuffed in place, one is strange for going against the crowd
saying f*ck the hate and f*ck the beef, like s*x with cows
enter house of horrors, feel like randy orton fighting bray wyatt
in this world, if you ain’t lyin, then stay quiet
f*ck the truth, it’s gonna do some damage
blood will spew, because if your brain knows, blow it show it to the masses
say do sum about it, then do nothing and be proud
head spinnin till you spun into a savage world wide web ridden with madness
kicking it like leonidas
married to the music with a ring, tinnitus, what you gonna do?
p*ssy loose, but with a p*n*s, tightest, think just like homies and i
you say you’re the games dna, then i am the nucleotide
i don’t need a type, they bleed the same, as they scream in pain
voice is cracking, crease my blade because i stabbed it so rapid
it used to be so straight, but now it’s jagged
we could say it is the back of each my haters
talking sh*t to ease the pain from looking down on me
it’s crazy, think they’re fly, but really plain, my peace is made again
back into the rapping on my grind today
i can ride a wave of high created from the rhymes i make
they try to smoke, i’m so dope, they lighter broke, i’m the most violent j
my words got higher weight like isotopes
if they dying slow, i add em to the list of frauds, the b*tch r*t*rds who couldn’t climb the ladder
now they broke as b*lls just like aladdin
ain’t no steps to finding hope, these guys are broke as f*ck
their past has so much wrong, you can’t say sh*t right, like when tyson spoke
but i’m in hyper mode
fighting hoes, my nine explodes, the heat inside the door
like when the dryer’s closed, and i ain’t drying clothes, i’m wetting them a bit
feel like eminem and kim, this beef i never settle it
b*tches never quit until they’re sentenced into h*ll
to get the devil’s d*ck in crevices embedded in between their legs
plead, repent, it’s better if they feel the sin caressing them
a hoe that’s fake will bleed to death, each cell representing their own mistakes

- 5anboro lyrics

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