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meeting kali - itsrell lyrics

(intro)
why he cappin that’s the jawn he never did
i seen the trick and that’s the jawn that he never hit
because he lied he got my demons in his crib
no sudden movements they gon clear it cept the kids
aye

(verse one)
he like to talk but we know the bul is big cap
like i’m polite imma go ahead and tip that
the hollow tips greet his flesh then they rip that
like a six pack break em when tic tag a toe
why’d he start runnin
he running from something
he heard that i’m coming
and i’m trained to blow
he’s pushing b*ttons
so i hit another
i’m texting his cousin cause she bout a hoe
i’m dragging the whip
a dragon wit it
she imagine me dragging this d*ck down her throat
murder she wrote
now she thinking we close
but i’m only coming up close to the dough
(aye, aye)
all these hoes is looking ratchet
why’d they try to count me out i’m bouncing back without the racket
i think the blogs wanna say that he run his whole bracket
put your career in the dirt put it in a casket
(aye, aye)
put it in a casket
you going to the club to party while my money stackin
i like to ball i like to shoot like luka on the mavericks
and if my brother need the light i got the ball i pass it
so if you think to touch my brother then it can get tragic
tungsten and cobalt
coming faceless
i told you think tragic
voice message of your screams for daughters easter basket
and if you think to run up on me we are not scr*pping
audamars rich in porches
but it’s all rented the people endorse it
they wanna see me then sign a endors*m*nt
but walk up on me imma raise your endorphins
you gon get sent to the morgue
cause i’m h*rny for horrocore
like dexter morgan
he gon get locked in the cellar
pull out his organs
let him rigor*mortise
torsion
bring it know that i’m for it
portions
no i’m alone when i’m warring
aborting the mission i have to abort him
luring
use chloroform now he’s snoring
trapped in the bas*m*nt i’m gonna explore him
like my name mark twitcheil it’s bl**dy and gory
contorting, he in my backpack for storing
torsion
bring it you know that i’m all for it
(aye, aye)
imma get you high
you ain’t gon feel anymore when you in the sky
“but he was demon”
he was demon?
why lie?
since he a demon
he don’t meet jesus
he meet kali!

- itsrell lyrics

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