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sharpened knives darken lives - dropping a popped locket lyrics

(spizzy)
we’re the sharpest knives in the drawer
we put it down like it’s never been put before
if you come at us, we’ll c-m on you
we got the style so fresh and so new. uh huh

(jj)

nice, nice here we go. ice for your stereo
leaving everything bl–dy like an englishman, cheerio
smooth like milky is the way i’m in your cereal
k!ller, never no filter, better go tell ’em about the imperial fleet
feet hit the street, birthplace to burial
i’ll be reppin’ the scene it’s your worst case scenario
mean like an earthquake, earth shakin’ flows
see the ground breaking open, what’s he smokin’? no one knows
leave it for the crows, flippin’ like a flashcard
p-ssy boy, woah! got a posse like the flash mob
it’s the flash flood, poppin like a flash bulb
you’ll be looking stupid like the number one -ssh0l-
and i’m number one, -ssh0l-
internationally, rationally, after your cash flow
i’m like a sword, the sharpest knife in the drawer
i’ll carve it right in your forehead, jj demon, rawr!

(spizzy)
we’re the sharpest knives in the drawer
we put it down like it’s never been put before
if you come at us, we’ll c-m on you
we got the style so fresh and so new. uh huh

another -ssh0l-, angularly articulating an anthem aimed at
blood baths behind broken bathrooms
cutting cold, creating cadavers conceptually
damaging
enemies, ending eras, emperors emptied
f-cking f-ggot
get going, get gone! gandering greedily
having hate? head home! habitually having haze
inhaling intently it’s
jay! justify jealousy
k!ller karma’s
listening. l!ck, l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
my
number
one
prize
quick
rip, rip, rip
shirts, sucking succulent
t-ts. thrill tremendously though thoughts tricks the
umpire. under ugly umbrellas uncle
valium’s veiling vampires
world walks, wishing we’d wait
xeroxing xanax
yet you yelled yesterday. yearly yearning; yolk yellow
zits. zany zingers; zillions, zips

we’re the sharpest knives in the drawer
we put it down like it’s never been put before
if you come at us, we’ll c-m on you
we got the style so fresh and so new. uh huh

you got nothing on us, ayo we spit it mad sick: j spizzy and demon. you suck a lot of d-ck that’s why you spit a lot of s-m-n

you got nothing on us, so back the f-ck up (x2)

- dropping a popped locket lyrics

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