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bloodyknuckles! - cloud mac lyrics

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[verse 1 – cloud mac]
y’all looking dumb as sh-t
spit fire from the belly, know i’m running this
sh-t-show looking messy
everybody dip

dim-looking stupid little cuck boy
yeah, cluck chicken ain’t n0body give a f-ck boy
the label guy the only b-tch to never call me back
this ain’t a diss, let me practice all my corny raps

my whip is glossy black
munching on a scooby snack
frenching on a hoe –
keep my money in the doggy bag

[hook – cloud mac]
got some bl–dy knuckles
got some bl–dy knuckles
y’all talking sh-t you can get the bl–dy knuckles
donald trump’s a b-tch, he can get the bl–dy knuckles
all you haters mad, you can get the bl–dy knuckles
if i ever see you back you can get the bl–dy knuckles
and i really hate your dad, he can get the bl–dy knuckles
everybody want me bad they can get the bl–dy knuckles

[verse 2 – atwood]
knuckles scalped same color as a testa rossa
y’all think y’all get me dont’cha
wrist game poker face how i raise hands
wait, river beds when i hit you with a straight (yeah)
lil b-tch, i’m in the buildin lookin ill as sh-t
like can you feel the kid

i got cosigners like my coughing
always f-ckingcoughing
ciggies getting me nauseous
hack, i always check if they look twice or double
don’t mean to pop your bubbles but y’all wouldn’t like the trouble
boy i see you steamed up, want this heat, something like tyson’s nickname with the steamer

upgrade, uppercut with an iron fist
i insist y’all ain’t really seen no one nice as this
i f-cking wing it, still look fly as sh-t
and give a f-ck about if you liking it

[hook – cloud mac]
got some bl–dy knuckles
got some bl–dy knuckles
y’all talking sh-t you can get the bl–dy knuckles
donald trump’s a b-tch, he can get the bl–dy knuckles
all you haters mad, you can get the bl–dy knuckles
if i ever see you back you can get the bl–dy knuckles
and i really hate your dad, he can get the bl–dy knuckles
everybody want me bad they can get the bl–dy knuckles

[verse 3 – love-sadkid]
want war with the star child, come f-ck with boba fett
n-ggas thinking that i’m soft because i’m anxious and depressed
well here’s a lesson homie, i don’t give a f-ck about your set
so come correct cause disrespect ‘ll get you hung up by the neck

i want to see you, swing, i’ll strike you out before you hit one
got family round the way to make you regret that you missed us
and violence ain’t the answer but i know that it gets sh-t done
so if you bout it then you’re dead, if you’re a b-tch then you should run

it’s getting repet-tive putting the heads to the sediment
never been better at levelling dead men til they 6 feet
and god i pray that they kids see
i don’t start sh-t but i finish and i won’t stop til that b-tch bleed
and if you doubt that i’m about that put your life on the line and hit me

this new wave like a new clique but they came out of old d-ck
too bad for the og’s to even know what to do with
you squad up but your crew’s sh-t, to disrespect me is foolish
you wanna buck you better shoot quick cause tool with me and i don’t miss

[hook – cloud mac]
got some bl–dy knuckles
got some bl–dy knuckles
y’all talking sh-t you can get the bl–dy knuckles
donald trump’s a b-tch, he can get the bl–dy knuckles
all you haters mad, you can get the bl–dy knuckles
if i ever see you back you can get the bl–dy knuckles
and i really hate your dad, he can get the bl–dy knuckles
everybody want me bad they can get the bl–dy knuckles

- cloud mac lyrics

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