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cookie monsturr – ramen [interlude] كلمات اغاني

i’m eating the beat like ramen, tutankhamun rhyming, shooting lyrical arrows like a pharaoh at your bone marrow, domes narrowed by my undertones, yeah i’m known to rap alone, you know me, don’t you? get to know me, won’t you? hope you don’t attempt to venture outta your comfort zone, i’m giving you puncture wounds, i’m living in comfort zones where i never slumber lone, (haha..)
the number_crunching cookie_munching rapper drone, ok, i said i rap alone but that’s a lie, (but that’s a lie..)
i rap with captains of rap that live inside my dome, (inside my dome!)
master of my craft like witches, i didn’t ask for rap to attack my dome, (uh..)
but that’s my attribute, i gotta spit it in capitals, i gotta get it in fast & hit it & pass so b_tches don’t pass a dude, (up!)
get in a massive groove, (f_ck!)
dropping an acid dude, (what’s..)
real and imaginal, (sl_ts..)
giving me hassle, b_tch, (shut..)
up & evacuate, getting the feeling the hash is making me pass away, (aah! they’re after me! haha..)
i’m gonna m_st_rbate, chilling alone at my house for days, spilling subliminal raps that’s iller in fact than any you b_st_rds play, (you b_st_rds..)
don’t gotta be asked to be hotter than anything out today, ‘cept for the sun, what am i to say?, it’s hotter in texas lately, (giddy up!)
i think it’s because of the hater_ade, sipping impatiently, wishing the cookie would fade away, i’m spinning a lyrical twister your way, fisted your sister mate (uh..)
& i’ll p_ss on a label, sakes alive!, i rake the 5’s in at the cabaret cuz i hate to see a hoe paid, (i hate that!)
i’m kidding, love you women, do things, get rings, run game, no shame, i reign supreme, i run things, i’m gunnin at humvees like this is mw3, this industry’s getting dusty, (so mr. sandusky..)
can we get some hands up please, (ooh, me, me!)
for all of you that agree, that b_tt rape’s only fun for one, you see?
but i can make it tons of fun, just run my track on repeat, my raps are hung up in you knee_deep, i’ll make you needy b_tches need me, (he’s rather seedy..)
but i promise i stay on my grind, i weave my raps like tweed & that’s my creed, i bleed for music, i’m used to useless skeptics who spit sh_t at me, critics who critiquing me, admit it you snitches are gonna get used to me, (get used to it!)
i’m not who i used to be, this interlude’s giving a boost to me to be the g, energetic with delivery giving epiphanies, (ooo..)
taking my b_tch to tiffany’s, giving the gift of my d_ck, affinities, infinite money i spend when i wanna be in the crowd who be running in front of the pack, leaking my track, i be giving back to communities, who are these enemies? where is the hennessy? jack, the liquor in fact is quenching me, lynching the beat is a synch, essentially, i’m f_cking with entropy
the thermodynamical nemesis lyrically ended this beat like hiroshima..

- cookie monsturr

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