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badshit - lil manyak lyrics

[pre*chorus: lil manyak, grim jonez, & fear is u]
you know i’m really not there (not there)
gone in the wind, b*tch, i don’t care (i don’t care)
four padded walls talking in my ear
always speaking to me, never sound so clear

[chorus: lil manyak, grim jonez, & fear is u]
like when i see them we finna do some bad sh*t
when i see them we ’bout to do some bad sh*t
when we see them it’s finna be tragic
gaining them for rituals, we’re practicing black magic

[verse 1: lil manyak]
i’m a black magic ritual spitter (huh)
cut your stomach, toss in the liver
since the cauldron is bubblin’ (bubblin’)
overflow as ingredients start comin’ in
chants in the cake from thе coven (coven)
we puttin’ in work, b*tchеs, overtime (overtime)
the whispers in my ear tellin’ me that i’m fine (that i’m fine)
i got mugshots posted everywhere sayin’ beware
i’m as dangerous as a bear but who knew
my life would resort to this? a pin cushion for a cryin’ little b*tch
but i’m not picky, anyone could get picked
when i see them i’m finna do some bad sh*t
but i’m dippin’, before they call the cops
i didn’t cover my face, it’s about to all stop (no)
i left a trace, that was one of my faults
but i guess that’s why i’m talkin’ to these four padded walls (b*tch)
[pre*chorus: lil manyak, grim jonez, & fear is u]
you know i’m really not there (not there)
gone in the wind, b*tch, i don’t care (i don’t care)
four padded walls talking in my ear
always speaking to me, never sound so clear

[verse 2: grim jonez]
my aspirations led me straight to the psych ward
’cause i’m hangin’ candy*ass rappers with their mic cord
yeah, i’m always down to do some bad sh*t
uh oh, death book donny goin’ batsh*t
i’m only twenty*three, what the f*ck’s become of me?
representation of the underground, you motherf*ckers under me
fresh grave plot you find yourself buried underneath
i feel like an abusive daddy, that means you the son of me
put a beat down on these f*ckin’ street clowns
strange when i’m ripping at the seams of such a sweet sound
and a motherf*cker goin’ round for round
you hangin’ in my butcher shop for thirteen dollars a pound
thirty*one dark souls behind me as i get to choppin’
talkin’ to white walls, havin’ conversations with the prophet
they keep me sedated or else i put a hole inside they head
the reason that i’m hated is ’cause you know we know you know we know
[pre*chorus: lil manyak, grim jonez, & fear is u]
you know i’m really not there (not there)
gone in the wind, b*tch, i don’t care (i don’t care)
four padded walls talking in my ear
always speaking to me, never sound so clear

[verse 3: fear is u]
got the nine in the glovebox
they think they holdin’ down the semi like it’s fort knox
rob the till, murder the clerk, and drive a few blocks
just to do it again at a smoke shop
woke up at hi desert asylum
takin’ my f*cked*up fingerprints tryin’ to file ’em
i had burned them to a crisp for obvious reasons
and i come back every year, same day of the season
got a list a mile long of motherf*cks
that met my sickle twelve thousand years goin’ strong
the dark ritual keeps me alive and so i thrive
i communicate with the other side but it’s not right
tell me to do sh*t that i don’t wanna
cause some trauma to souls just tryin’ to be free of drama
cut the palm of my hand, i let the black blood drip
upon the corpses that i stacked inside of the crypt
[pre*chorus: lil manyak, grim jonez, & fear is u]
you know i’m really not there (not there)
gone in the wind, b*tch, i don’t care (i don’t care)
four padded walls talking in my ear
always speaking to me, never sound so clear

[outro: lil manyak, grim jonez, & fear is u]
practicing black magic!

- lil manyak lyrics

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