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buzzkill – endgame كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: buzzk!ll]
everyone’s on me like they think i like, yeah
i’ll beat the h_ll outta them like they’re a dyk_, yeah
when i am rapping, shut up, be polite, yeah
if you don’t stop this, my fists will get tight
this album goes hard like a bomb goes boom boom, but
i’m shooting my shots like a gun goes pew pew, and
you hitting the track sounding like a raccoon
but then i hit this beat sounding like twenty_two
i’m pulling myself out this sh_t like a cop, yeah
when my track burns, i’ll be chased by the opps, yeah
after this album’s live, i’ll be on top
while your in missouri on dirt pulling crops
this beat will go off causing the world to end
i don’t got much time, please give me an extend, yeah
the people repeating me like i’m a trend, but
i don’t care what b_tches thinking, it’s always a full send
add this to your playlist, please don’t choose or pick
i’m staying real tight in my songs like a clique
shut the h_ll up boomer, look_a_like tick
sounding like you are built like a piece of a stick
this is my album, yeah, this is the end, but
i got no real people, it’s all fake ass friends, so
if you don’t mess with me, then let’s just make amends
or else i will have to beat your ass with extends
i took that kid in my room and blew out his brains
i looked at his bed sheets and they were full of stains
i don’t mess with them b_tches that are eating grain
you walking ‘round the school lookin’ like you need ‘caine
i take him and beat him until he shuts his trap
i bought a laser off the market and will zap
so i can use it on my teacher that likes rap
i’m laying these bars down, yeah, option z will make it snap

[verse 2: option z]
yeah, yeah, aye, aye, aye
imma f_ck up on ya b_tch, she suck my d_ck
told that motherf_cking hoe to close her mouth, don’t spit
run up on a f_ggot with a glock, with a d_ck
shoot him in the face, leave him laying down in a ditch
running out of body bags, left, right, b_tch
alter egos on my schitso sh_t
ripped an instrumental, yeah, i gave it a fix
800 on feet, 20 b_tches on my d_ck
when i hop on that beat, yeah, you know i’m gon’ slaughter
i f_ck on your mother and f_ck on your daughter
i don’t keep it on me, my homie got chopper
and if a dyk_ yelling, yeah, you know i’ll drop her
i run from the the feds, yeah, i run from the coppers
watch out for your girl ’cause i know she a thotter
shout out to lucas, he’s a boarder hopper
she touchin’ my nuts like a ball, but no soccer

- buzzkill

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