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alien race - qwazaar lyrics

you got a m16 with infinite ammunition b*tch please
(these mothaf*ckas don’t care)
you got 5 mics without christ living a nice life b*tch please
(these mothaf*ckas don’t care)
about the cars and the clothes
stars that you know // the dark path you choose
and the hard life you wrote the sh*ts a joke
yo 44s hold …. b*tch please
(these mothaf*ckas don’t care)

who wanna f*ck around and get sodimized with dynamite
sh*t ill slaughter you and whoever else you sound like
you want * well bend down to pound the grown twice
f*ck mics i came to this planet to f*ck life
and best believe that as i speak i won’t stop until i come
from now on you gonna recite your prayers with bleeding tounges
said it like sawed offs and i ain’t talking shotguns
im talking about that piece on your left that you like to walk on
rock rock on…
b*tch ride on
your walking on spiked floors with glass shoes
neglecting your past dues jacking off in bathrrooms
q*w*who ? you f*cking with who?
…. toear a hole in your ass big enough to stuff two bibles
on the day of judgement i make plans for tommorrow
but until then pass me a half of ounce and a bottle
you got a m16 with infinite ammunition b*tch please
(these mothaf*ckas don’t care)
you got 5 mics without christ living a nice life b*tch please
(these mothaf*ckas don’t care)
about the cars and the clothes
stars that you know // the dark path you choose
and the hard life you wrote the sh*ts a joke
yo 44s hold …. b*tch please
(these mothaf*ckas don’t care)

while you were sitting and waiting for the gates of heaven to open
iyou failed to notice the door to your higher life closibg
so i slipped in through the back // with highly lubricated facts
with exactly more arrogance than ssl!ck rick the ruler has
whos his father no one knows with his ill b*st*rd flows

sarcastic if that casket cllose and stop asking
mothaf*kas steady asking me to stop laughing
well sh*t if i do that next they gonna be like stop wapping
mothaf*ckas in plastic
chopping bodies up in fragments
yossing them in the lake with tape across their face
mothaf*cka you finished yet …
b*tch listen im not here to spit witty punchlines to amuse you ….
you can’t f*ck with me but its pretty obvious you girl might
im hers to see

- qwazaar lyrics

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