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revenge of the devil - rjldiablo lyrics

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[skit]
it’s time, my people. we fight back tonight! we are going to get back at the people who destroyed our land many, many years ago. we will use our finest weaponry on these scumbags. prepare for battle; first we go for the white supremacists…

[verse 1]
uh, ayy, yuh
i’m finna shoot this mothaf*cka, he don’t know where he be
looks like a wannabe nathan fouts lookin’ at 14 year old b*tches in skinny jeans
hope you understand that i’m extremely f*cking mean
k!llin’ your whole family wit’ my mothaf*cking team, ayy
this little boy thinks that i’m racist
that little f*ggot should just face it
he said the n*word 6 times, i have said it none
all your lyrics drier than the p*ssy of a nun
why the f*ck you sticking your schl*ng up lil’ girl’s bums?
muhf*ckas should know i only do this for fun, ayy
why are you so f*cking dumb, huh?
ain’t you supposed to be the one with a gun, huh?
man you should’a known that i’d be the one, yuh
you ain’t f*cked a grown woman, make you wonder
i’ma strike down on this b*tch with thunder
callin’ me a chump, are you talkin’ ’bout yourself?
’cause at least i’m the same age as the girls you f*ck
i just heard you’re f*cked, b*tch, your music sucks
don’t come at little rj when your mum’s a cook
and when you say this sh*t, b*tch, i do not give a ****
[interlude]
ha, ha ha ha ha ha! we took over that b*tch like michael jackson with a child. where to go next? ah*ha! emo*town, full of edgy and cringe incest*lovers who suck their mum’s tits for milk; god, i f*cking hate those people. eugh!

[verse 2]
nah, nah, nah, you b*tches don’t wanna mess with me
seaohdee, ryz and yung lil’ c
all you motherf*ckers are combatants ‘gainst me
brought out my gat to show you what you need
stop rapping ’bout your sisters, man, you are giving me no sleep
preach!
these motherf*ckers ain’t even learned their lesson
well, sit down, children, i’m your muhf*ckin’ professor
are you gon’ talk sh*t? b*tch, i’d keep that on the lesser
rushing your music like you speeding in a tesla, i’m gone
i got your b*tch on the phone
she said she likes my cologne
show a b*tch my new phone
she gon’ f*ck me, no, whoa, whoa
let’s keep this beef on the low, low
i don’t need no ho, ho
but i got yours anyway, i keep my personality fo*sho’
ayy

[interlude]
let’s f*cking go! we taking over this b*tch right now! hmm, let me think… ah*ha! mental*abuser town. i know some certain people there that we gon’ fry… (mothaf*cker)
[verse 3]
mmm, mmm, ayy, ayy
ayy, do what i want just to get the check
i really wanna shoot this motherf*cker right in the neck
he’ll lie his way out just to get respect
man, i hope you get shot, all of your lies? there’s a lot
look at this pie i done bought, i got this fire, got this scorch
b*tch, you so ugly, go back to the north
over the past weeks, i have matured
and b*tch, you gon’ die on the fourth
do what i want just for a new score

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