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i murder - lîl høllöw lyrics

spit a little bit of a verbal high, i’m herbal certified, to dine on the minds of your kind, divine, lyrical ability, k!lling me is pointless, conjoin this bullet to your brain with a needle in your vein, sustain the claims, of me destroying this game, destroy my fame, with the same blame, that made my name, its a shame, how i maim you lames, when i tame these moths to flame, take the slain with a lane of c0ke grains, roll a blunt and stain the zig with hash oil, spark the soil and inhale the coil, then boil hip hop in tin foil, royal, off with their heads, dead from the lead i bled onto this ink blend, i send all you b-tches to your end, you can’t even fend, against the bend of your reality lens, it all becomes infrared when i descend, children, women, then finish off the men, pillage their den, pretend, then show you how i vent, like you’d swallow my wallow when i begin like hollow be the motto when i hit it off this bottle i’ll be murderin a lotto with no f-ckin rebudle but k!lling em ain’t subtle

(murder on a beat, hit this heat, drop a sheet, homie can’t you see? i murder x3 i murder motherf-ckers man. x4)

and walkin around and i’m bumpin it strange, i’m keepin it sick in the brain, yeah i’m bangin on insane, and f-ckin jammin dna, i take the lyrics to the face, i’m -n-lyzing what you make, i just study how they rape, so i can use it in my case, but no rip offs, “n0body bringing it better than mine” cut my f-ckin lip off, cause that’s a cl-ssic rhyme, from a ripster’s mind, and i won’t steal his shine, cause i know he on the grind, and same with iso, homie gave me a tight flow, i was banging ‘golgatha’ walkin lyrical tight ropes, veins be feelin it ice cold, never be thinkin that my code, be choppin em up and like vinal, they needin a needle to find notes, i’m sick of it/p-ssed and i’m sh-ttin em, i’m only 15 but i’m siccen em, i murder they thinkin i’m fakin em, i’m takin your b-tch and i’m rippin em, i know i f-ckin cripple em, i’m spittin a liquid and pickle em, embalming fluid thicken em, your nothing can’t try to get with em, they can suck my d-ck i ain’t feelin em, they can suck my d-ck i ain’t feelin em, b-tch

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