Dead
Hyvng Lvrd
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I spit on the beat, now it's dead She ride on my meat, now it's dead Her knees touch my feet That be head I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead Bitch I spit on the beat, now it's dead cos the fire come out through the mouth like it's air Run from the beast Feel the fear I grind on that bitch from the rear I grind on that bitch from the rear and she telling me "Daddy please pull on my hair" She wondering why I'm so handsome I wonder why she never fucked with a queer Uh Bitch, I'm arrogant but in the best way Bitch, I'm dying, can't you see the decay Bitch, I'm lying when I say I'm okay There's no way that I'm gonna see another fuckin' day Call me box of matches All I make is flames Call me Marilyn Manson I don't f*ck with you lames Call me Hyung Lord cos that's my name When I hit the fuckin' track all of you rappers be slain Ay, ay, ay I spit on the beat, now it's dead She ride on my meat, now it's dead Her knees touch my feet That be head I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead Bitch I spit on the beat, now it's dead and I'm putting all of you weak rappers to bed Fukushima disaster Make waves Make you dead Make you wonder how I come out so damn prepared Bitch I am the motherfuckin' lord of this shit Been on since a jit Killing every beat I touch because I'm god in this bitch No gods in this bitch No frauds in this bitch cos the lord ain't ever bowing to another motherfucker I ain't bout to be a sucker for a motherfucker Lips, they fuckin' pucker Should be round the fuckin' gutter Drop a boot upon that neck, bitch Death upon my necklace Wordplay gonna get me motherfuckin' cheques, bitch I'm getting sick of repeating myself If you don't get the picture you won't get no help I am the being that "he" talks about If you don't get the picture, there is no way out Might be a demon Still cute when I pout Might be the reason that you're putting out Might be the reason that you're full of doubt and I might be the reason that you got no clout Call me Paul McCartney I'm a trendsetter Call me HAARP I control the fuckin' weather Call me Jeffree Star because my brows better Cheddar to the letter Gonna get her wetter Bitch, I'm meta Uh I spit on the beat, now it's dead She ride on my meat, now it's dead Her knees touch my feet That be head I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead I spit on the beat, now it's dead Bitch
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