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derogatory. - missingfactxr lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m that motherf*cker cut throat
rippin’ out your vertebrae
b*tch, i catch a f*ckin’ body
mentain proper etiquette
keep that bade tucked in my pocket
ion keep it for display
b*tches try to be the players
factxr gonna get ’em played

leavin’ nothin’
but the carcasses
turning my problems
to bodies, b*tch
murder so fine
call it masterpiece
livin’ in ignorance
call it bliss
when i”ma die
i’ma not have a halo
under the radar
’cause i always lay low
all of them mad
but i am gettin paid though
i get them silent
whеn i pull my draco
try to run or hide
but i’m already at your window
everyday thе same
i feel like im stuck in a limbo
your life ain’t got meaning
goin everywhere the wind blow
do my do and mind my business
cause i keep it simple
b*tch i drop down in the cut
i’m causin mass hysteria
better keep it quiet
if i’m roamin’ in your area
let them underestimate
’cause i know i am superior
rippin bongs before my classes
need that f*ckin’ indica

[verse 2]
take no disrespect
i’m blowin’ up like a hand grenade
b*tch i got my own thing
all you do is f*ckin’ replicate
its a shame
how you f*ckers be so lame, mane
posted with the gang
we turn up, we hall of fame
break you like kit kat
walkin’ in big steps
murk a f*ckin’ body
finna turn ’em in the past tense
got that motherf*ckin’ blade
i keep it in my pocket
all these b*tches want me
’cause i know i’m f*cking charming
gotta lock my demons
always keep them confined
you dont wanna f*ck with me
i tell ’em, you can die then
motherf*cker, wanna get on
my level, keep trying
pop back in the scene
and i’ma go and k!ll the silence

and i’m back in this b*tch
got the choppa on me
only speak what you mean
i ain’t like what youve seem
got the glock in the back
and my blade up on me
for them drugs i’m a fiend
burn at a million degrees
i’ma lay in the back
of the car h*lla faded
my goons in the front
they remind me
i’ll make it
im h*lla sedated
so imma just take it
i’m chillin’ with lucifer
shout out to satant
i got big stacks
full mags
only spittin straight fax
imma leave their body
rottin inside of a fish tank
f*ck that
stay mad
you know i’m never lookin’ back
hit them f*cking harder
than a motherf*cking heart attack

- missingfactxr lyrics

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