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verbal bullets - ceeingee lyrics

[intro]
i speak my words, i shoot them out
my words are verbal bullets, yo (echo)
[hook]
my words i spit, shooting them at ya
my words are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them at ya
i spit verbal bullets, my words i spit at ya
i’ll k!ll ya with one line, my words i spit are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them right at ya
[verse 1]
man, where’s my words gone… i meant bullets
i’m on topic of guns here, but i guess it’s not real ones
i’m rounding my words, i’m c-cking my mouth and ready to pull tha trigger so better be in full warning when i’m comin’ right at ya
you want that bullet right into your head, i’mma blow ya mind with it
i’m the best yet… i’m the mouth slinger
i ain’t a gun slinger though if i could be i could be
i’ll be the best gun slinger there is… you won’t even know my sk!ll
i take a pill and that gives me more sk!ll to k!ll at will with my bullets from my gun which is my mouth and my words the bullets
shoot down birds and clean up their sh-ts
shoot them with lax on the bullets
sh-tting everywhere, they think anywhere is a f-ckin’ toilet
shoot a bullet, k!ll one but i didn’t do it so who did it?
that’s the question that i want the answer to
get locked in a gl-sshouse, an ounch of time it takes to get me out
got acid gas, i’ll put acid on your face til you scream
k!ll kyle mcneil for bullying me back at school
his f-ckin’ ugly four eyed face is gonna be ruined when i put acid over his face
i’ll do it to him because he’ll wanna die anyway
turn the sound up for him to hear the rap
i’m a psycho, how should i know that he is a p-ssy and i’m not
i’ll put his -ss deep inside the ground
i don’t care if this is threat
i’ll say it anyway, i bet i’ll slaughter his -ss and laugh when he’s upset
[hook]
my words i spit, shooting them at ya
my words are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them at ya
i spit verbal bullets, my words i spit at ya
i’ll k!ll ya with one line, my words i spit are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them right at ya
[verse 2]
if he’s got a pet, i’ll murder it
this ain’t as f-ckin’ wicked as it can get
i’ve got loads of rhymes in my head a lot worse like stealing an old r-t-rded spastic womans purse
k!ll a nurse with a pill
overdose til she bleeds from the nose, who knows that it goes into the mind of an insane person
i’ll still be the best rapper in my pension
i’ll make a world record with it, the sh-t i’ve spat from my lines
all my past songs i’ve did
i can name some but not a lot because i’m losing my memory slowly but surely draw the plans against me
i’mma be the war of the worlds of rap
makin’ ya think that i’m an alien, i come in peace
i don’t really, i put peanut b-tter on my sandwitch… did you get that joke
i’m f-ckin’ rubbish, a comedian isn’t really my ideal profession
i’mma be the demonic possession of the soul that i’ve had resting in my body for a long time to go… yo
[hook]
my words i spit, shooting them at ya
my words are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them at ya
i spit verbal bullets, my words i spit at ya
i’ll k!ll ya with one line, my words i spit are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them right at ya
[verse three]
i don’t listen to haters, i listen to those i think are wise
i’mma take out catherines two eyes
she dares f-ck me up again, catherine donnelly you gonna die… okay
i’m so laughing at ya, you ain’t gonna be the f-ckin’ b-tch i like and love
skin a b-tch with my blade, f-ck that
i’mma bbq her, f-ck her in the -ss til she screams in pain
i’m insane, ha
[hook]
my words i spit, shooting them at ya
my words are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them at ya
i spit verbal bullets, my words i spit at ya
i’ll k!ll ya with one line, my words i spit are verbal bullets so i’mma shoot them right at ya

- ceeingee lyrics

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