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6ang - scape6oats lyrics

[verse 1: dean]
pulled a kneeling wheelbarrow with the skin off
two hands up on push up bow down to a pharaoh
penetrate a bare wood in his f-cking r-ct-m
then wreck them with worms and maggots in their systems
let them arise then
let them extend man
issa silent genocide
and with it i get it that u f-ckers fine
lady got back from my-
they go back to the g-y bar later and i-
reckon these positives going out with the-
man i know from last night who i gave a (uh)-
let the game begin, pack it i pack it in
drinks at the bar with our tounges in
ask to go out to the back of the bar again
make out, a quick job then i’m going in

[verse 2: louca]
straight out sell my kidney to the black market
two hunnid sixty thousand dollars in my pocket
three days later
put an alphard in my father’s garage
but i k!lled my family
somebody please explain that
yesterday i had a handjob by amputee sl-t
satan told me to do this sh-t
shorty,whats up?
he promised me his heaven
im above all these peasants
i ain’t no restaurant
dont need any of your suggestion

[verse 3: fa$]
who dat stuckin on the program worldwide
let them recognize from a long time
hold up suicide on night time
like a trippy jiggy b-tches on my motherfvck crime
spit the lyric
have you heard this
like a motherf-cking phoenix
im a g*nius from the east
evil wild beast boy from the east

[verse 4: khalifa]
scapegoats holy sh-t
break the law
oh god we always did
we always do that you never did
f-ck a crib, look our sh-t, we’re getting off the grid
hate on me we hit it off till i pop
snitch on me we run it off call the cop
take it off, pack it in, pack it out
f-ck a bad b-tch, came inside, that’s what we’re about

[verse 5: big bill]
drivin in the night with fas (sh-t!)
and we smokin that gr-ss (b-tch!)
also drinkin that dirty sprite (sh-t!)
cuz we love to takin flight (b-tch!)
dont tryna f-ck with us (sh-t!)
cuz can’t get no trust b-tch
k!ll a p-ssy -ss b-tch with the shotgun
we do it just for fun (b-tch!)

[outro: fa$ & dean]
six days on my date
i will make your girl dead
checkout on her neck
i couldn’t give the brain back, b-tch!
hole f-ckers, that’s fine
bare f-ckers on aids
f-ggots be burning on acid like twigs on a bonfire
six on a d-mn riot

- scape6oats lyrics

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