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take this out - contraband (rap) lyrics

take this out

[verse 1]
i’m a cannibal corpse eating flesh
my appetite for death is fueled like cadavers in s*x
and you’re investing what i do, i got no problem k!lling you
there’s no remorse for your [?]
ayo, it’s custom bill, when i bust your grill
…
i ain’t just talkin’, i got bodies for real
i got the phillip’s head through your children’s head
i’m known for the gory bedtime story
or the nastiest [?] drugs and riches
b*tches are another and busting nuts up in your mother
…
ayo, i’m not playing
i get whatever i need so run your pockets and your [?]
don’t get smart, i k!ll r*t*rds
i’ll tear your heart, i’ll work up art
my ak sprays everything in sight
i’m k!lling motherf*ckers just out of spite

[verse 2: john page]

[verse 3]
it’s 10:00 pm, do you know where the b*tches are?
i got three laying six feet in my b*tch’s car
no clue who they are, but they want me
heavy metal king [?]
i’m not the one, i get sh*t done
no one disrespects this, it’s contraband rap sh*t
i’m a mass murder [?] belies infidelity
the thought [?] driven in my memory
[?] ecstasy, slicing through warm flesh
i manifest death, everytime i got a net
…
the mind of a schizophrenic, never trust a soul on earth
…
this is disposal of a body
the rolling and the rotting at the murder rate autopsy
gotta be careful or you might get caught
never stop a [?]
come get your mix with this [?] combat

- contraband rap lyrics

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