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santas naughty list - death zone lyrics

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santas naughty list lyrics
[intro: robert de niro]
i want you to get this f*ck where he breathes!
i want you to find this nancy*boy eliot ness
i want him dead! i want his family dead!
i want his house burned to the ground!
i wanna go there in the middle of the night
and i wanna p*ss on his ashes!

[verse 1: scrotal death]
lurkin’ in the shadows like the joker, yeah i’m creepin’
look into my eyes, you see the universe like stephen
haven’t had a zyn in three days, now i’m fiendin’
bungee jumping in your girls booty, now i’m deep in
f*ck the lifegaurd, yeah i’m swimming in the deep end
two, four, six, eight, the way i make it even
slurpee full of lean when i’m at 7*eleven
whip so foreign, looking like mr. bean

watch from a distance while the world keep turning
lubed your girl up, i’m a surgeon with the jergens
blanket on me when i’m in the movie theater jerkin’
see me through the haze with my face paint smirkin’
your girl wanna hold on my bag like its birkin
on my phone, twerkin’ vidoes is what i’m searchin’
watch you through the cracks in the stall when i’m lurkin’
put my sausage in the biscuits and i made a egg mcmurfin

[verse 2: slingshot]
smokin’ more tree than the cali forest fires
my clothes so hot i don’t need to use the dryers
new set of skullcandy’s, yeah they got the wires
i’ma rip your d*ck off with my golden pliers

in the back of stop & shop playing with the meat
your girl on the floor she be sucking on my feet
twenty*inch rims on my lambo suv
i ain’t pay a dime, got this sh*t from mrbeast

brand new monster fitted looking classy as f*ck
i can’t go to sleep ’til my covers is tucked
welcome to the swamp, leave you covered in muck
just made fifty mil, you just made a quick buck

she got that death grip, she mc riding on my d*ck
i’m just too d*mn nughty, at the top of santa’s list
you don’t understand me, you just get the gist
death zone tatted gothic letters on my fists

[verse 3: lil greasy]
you could never uderstand my life, it’s wicked and cruel
y’all poppin’ pills for fun, i pop to soften my stool
this girl rejected me and now i look like a fool
so i took revenge at a harbor freight tools
adidas track suit, chest hair popping out
boutta teach you p*ssies what this rap sh*t about
starin’ out the window with my d*ck hanging out
the neighbors saw me there, now the cops are in route

sometimes i’m an angel and they say that i’m the best
sometimes i’m the devil and i have the kiss of death
it depends if i have coffee on my sleepy [?]
if rap was a major i’d just write the f*cking test

d*zone so hot that i think we boiled over
yeah i run the show, you could say my name is oprah
but my name is greasy, you know money is the odor
i just threw some rims on my ’04 slammed corolla

[verse 4: swampy]
punch you in the face, leave your cheek achin’
and then i’ll cut you up with the sword of the forsaken
travel to your town, all your gold i’ll be takin’
you better run and hide when the warrior awakens

i’m a dark elf from the tall tree basin
i just beat a goblin, now my chalice i be raisin’
release the h*llhounds, you will feel the wrath of satan
steppin’ up to me like it’s freddy vs. jason
this fire in my heart will never stop blazin’
the elden dwarves of ludenberg will never be mistaken
i only wear a loincloth, basically i’m naked
life is funny but sad like robin williams

[outro]

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