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moonwater - sin7ven lyrics

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[sin7ven – verse 1]
f-ck you in the face b-tch, taste this
i’m fly like seduction on a spaceship
m-ss affection, adolescent bragging babbling
dabbling with this rapping business, smacking spitters tacky swagger man he flexing

p-rs-lspeaking, darling teasing charming demon
carving pentagrams in every vag i mark with semen
f-cking hard as being cis on tumblr
i p-ss on dumb girls, the diss list, this big spreads arms

everyone inform dead his head’s large
forehead got stretch marks, vortex of flex bars
stored in his shed with the warheads and xlr forming a web
recording his next text arc

eurgh, f-ck it, i spat like a bucket
put my f-cking hand up your -ss like a muppet
coveting the -ss can’t stop it
into vampire fangs d-mn pu pucker up pucker up and suck it

[mawthra – verse 2]
f-ck it, p-ss me that satellite milk
and my appetite filled imma satisfied shill
candlelight spilt as the sacrifice k!lled
ain’t an acolyte built to battle my ilk

im a monsta but my rappin devine
just p-ssin the time smack slags back in time
imma a hybrid thing both dragon and fly
i spread my wings and blacken the sky

i can’t remeber the last time
my liver has p-ssed wine but liqour was last night
considered my past crimes just figured id blast rhymes
until these m-th-rf-ckers figure out that its cash time

ooooh b-tch i know you wanna go home
ooh no we ain’t f-ckin leavin till our flow gold
ohh ho we gone f-ckin see what your dome hold
put you -ss breath br-ss necks in a choke hold

[sin7ven – verse 3]
blabbermouth rapping loud, stagger bladder packed
slapping cows, scallywag, bragging, blacking out
napping in a cadillac in traffic, fatty macking
baggy pants sagging baddy back in action now

my brain’s f-cking haywire
and i feel like i’m lain ‘cause i stay wired
gimme that money and i’ll make it rain fire
on a lame liar, maintain flames in the tummy

turn your b-tch made verses into spit takes
fishface spitters getting cursors on their clickbait
as a kid scratching his rhymes in the sand
trying to master his basilisk pineal gland

oh no morose flows froze his foes toes
ghost wrote for coco, most folks don’t know though
smoke the globe in four tokes, toast the ozone
roving ronin poke holes in hoes’ kimonos

[mawthra – verse 4]
and what you dont know it won’t hurt ya
but what will is knowin our sole purpose
blowin the whole purch’ ain’t goin to no church
ain’t goin to soul search we closin the whole curtain

ho better back up out my face b-tch
the snakes that i came with the same that’ll break kids
the snake that i taste with the same that i flame with
the same that’ll claim that your lame figures ain’t shit

ha im done with this ruckus
runnin this coven’s f-ckin been fun but
f-ckin miss m-ffet up in this cubbard’s
somethin my stomach’s done begun lovin

god d-mn man the sound is automatic
when every single f-ggot round the town that wants to rap is
cashed in ain’t n-body down to drop the past when
every single sound up out my mouth is problematic

- sin7ven lyrics

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