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face fxck - xxxthekiller lyrics

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(verse 1: gloccjaw)
you’re watching a man about to relapse and collapse on the ground
with some crack on my brow
going [?] deep underground
boutta be crowned
with the bound
to tell you f*ggots i’m gonna be
h*ll*bound spellbound spelled out f*ggot
like i’m shakespear
“f.a.g.g.o.t.s”
limousine with a benzene in my spleen
rap about different things
b*tch i am the rape king
in between with some caffeine
in his f*cking dasheen

(bridge: kartoon slumber & scyther)
awh, n*gga did not just say that bruh
mhm, aye, uh, yeah, aye

(verse 2: scyther)
shorty wanna try mе, get her face f*ckеd
shorty pulled up with them k cups
shorty got me high like a k*cup
want his face bucked, with her face f*cked
okay lil shawty, you gettin’ really f*cking stupid
dream about me, b*tch you really f*cking lucid
hit that f*cking b*tch with my motherf*cking two clips
when i’m lucid, and i lose it, uh
shorty she a hoe, she want these f*cking two d*cks
that boy he an opp, and we get to f*cking moving
chilling with the gang and we getting f*cking cooling
want that movement, and the cool gl!cks, uh
(verse 3: xxxthek!ller)
pull up f*cking slay the knife
hit him where his head at
watch his body drop in a ditch where his mom at
he pulled the f*cking trigger on a n*gga, i don’t give a f*ck
face f*cked the b*tch, and picked the body up in the truck
sleep with a knife at night, feel like a demon boy
she said “can i hold your dagger?” i said “it’s not a toy.”
i said i’m feeling really f*cking curious, ’cause i don’t really know
pulled up on your b*tch, and now she on her motherf*cking toes

(verse 4: kartoon slumber)
aye, bro said he’s feeling curious, i call him george
give a f*ck, n*gga pull it up in a porsche
f*cking with me crazy, i’mma go f*cking brazy
two toed n*gga, cause we always rocking shady
pull up in the club with a n*gga like mercedes ay
talking to me dumb, i’mma hit you with the thumb up
he want 50 up ’cause the n*gga looking run up
fold up, hit him down when it go up
i don’t want to talk about it, b*tch i wanna roll up
smoke up, hit him down pound like a fold up
he wan’ sh*tty up, bad b*tch getting face f*cked, ugh
saying that she want it, she gon’ make up, uh
all of these n*ggas, i’m screaming “fake f*ck!” uh huh
all of these n*ggas was screaming “face f*ck!” uh huh
now i be messing up on her makeup, face f*ck
beat it back down with her ray tucked
(verse 5: l3thal)
pull up to the scene b*tch
looking for a mean chick
bout to f*ck a dyk* chick
just to see what it’s like b*tch
but her other chick named mike looking for a fight
’bout to pull my bullet proof vest to the test
but i might take my knife
bout to sn*tch your life
matter of fact, roll the dice
you’re next, we’re the best

(verse 6: 7sael)
ay we the best
shoot that f*cking p*ssy n*gga in his f*cking chest
yeah that n*gga screaming, bout to meet his f*cking death
that p*ssy boy dying, catch your last f*cking breath
and now i’m with your mom and she giving me head
now she in the bed and she screaming for her meds
better watch out, put a cap in yo head
n*gga is screaming and he screaming like sh*t
go to f*cking h*ll b*tch, burn in a ditch

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