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ceerouse – sinister كلمات اغاني

ceerouse – sinister

[verse 1]
i swing more than swords when i’m waging more than wars/
i’ll slit your vocal cords till i can’t hear you choke no more/
don’t bust raps; this is mothaf-ckin horror-core/
my nut-sack between the hinges and i close the door/

but they made of steel so i’m splitting the frame up/
these b-tches that say stuff that’s way wack i ain’t such/
a sucker. you suck. mof-cka suckle these nuts, pucker up/
and see someone bust, so kiss my b-tt, f-ck it/

in private school i liked to rap so they made fun of/
me but i’ve come back with razor blades and like eight nunchucks/
to hit you in the head with; blood and some muscle relaxers/
help me stomach lacerating dumb sl-ts/

and bullies. preppy f-ggots better listen fully/
remember when you teamed up on me? what’r you mushy p-ssies?/
well lookie, i’m bout to rip a new hole in ya tushy/
sit back and watch a family m-ssacred, and p-ss the cookies!/

[hook]
i’m so sinister/
miss lane, i’ll slit ya wrist vein so superman hit me i’m sinister /
the whip bang when all of my sh-t playing/
them lyrics like “oh dang” the fan’s just can’t get enough/
that’s how i kick it when i spit it, hit it, sinister/
pull out my d-ck so you could l!ck it in the cinema/
this man, learned to sniff cane, from a kids age/
i’ll k!ll a sl-t don’t ask me why. i’m sinister/

[verse 2]
grab that nookie while the p-ssy is hot/
and throw my album at it, b-tch you better listen it all!/
before we all run in ya house and we all heavily armed/
and start shaking your mother and sister in front of you aagghh/

but it ain’t even really rape is it?/
they begging for the d-ck i just let b-tches take this sh-t/
hit em with the door get molly in her paink!llas/
and wake up disfigured twisted in a damp cellar/

all like “what am i?” the victim of a bodysn-tch/
i turn ’em into smoothies whatchu know about a body bag?/
yo i’m high, the victim of this crystal batch/
heisenberg in h-lls kitchen tell me he ain’t making cash/

i’m bout’ to suck me off another stack/
slaving away, i get paid for taking out the trash/
check it, “another magic trick” is what they ask/
so stand back, as i pull a bomb up out a hat/

[verse 3]
“dang mister, you’re dank when you paint pictures/
and lay lyrics on cake i’ll be frank man i can’t get up/
to the level you hang i could change up my d-mn liquor/
and drink what you drank, empty bank so i can’t spend bucks”/

go out now with a bang the safety’s off/
i clouded the drank and the dank now you can’t stand up/
don’t trust it rushing to your stomach tell me something hun/
why you p-ssing out on me? let me show you a little love/

ill-mannered itch my b-lls and also spit a lot/
i chew tobacco out the spitting pot/
and eat an acid tab when they told me to have a snack/
gr-ss and hash, have a fast, hit from this delicious bong/

i walk around with a pistol drawn/
i get hungry so i always keep a biscuit on/
me we breaking in to ya dresser drawer/
and bring you “you’re a f-ggot!” via message board/

i’d crash a 747 jet, into your silouhette/
for album promo i ain’t finished yet/
i’ll toss my album out the cargo deck, so you know who it is
mr. on drugs and now he’s blown to bits/

jump out the plane and grab a parachute, jump out my pair of boots/
embarr-ss you and then my parents too/
like “why the f-ck can’t he just go to school, and follow all the rules?/
and not rap like a r-t-rded fool?”/

- ceerouse

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