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crooked i - mr. pigface كلمات الأغنية

{cob is my religion. i was raised in the world that wants to see you dead or locked up. what they have to do is lost. pigface weapon waist n-gg-}

i won’t be finished ’til i’m mentioned with the best ever
i rock a record like i’m a mirror of def leppard
i keep my eyes on my prey like i’m a deaf leopard
you better crown me or i’ll jump you like a red checker
chop your head off i aim (fifths?) and circ-m-
-cize all of you guys ’cause it ain’t sh-t to merk ’em
i look into their eyes and see the same b-tch that birthed ’em
p-ssy i’m deranged i’m insane (‘cept the circ-m?)
pain mixed with anguish my language is gay mixed
with heinous dangerous spit, i sh-t you an -n-s
n-gg- i’m idiotic and really got it
you f-ck with me and them bullets will be movin’ quick as sonic
i’m hangin’ out the window like a n-gg- finna vomit
gin and tonic gun sound like an ashtray hit a comet
yesterday i was loadin’ my pistol on my mama’s couch
thought about my f-cked up life and yelled slaughterhouse

{the beast was crazy. the pigface weapon waist. the belly of the beast gave birth to a menace. now they can’t control me}

i kill you with no strings attached this is wi-fi
’til the wheels fall off, i’m down to do the drive-by
not to be c-cky but i’m gooned up, why lie
that’s why i got the upper hand like a high-five
bet you never seen chrome checks
i make a call i get your p-ss-es touched call it phone s-x
ain’t no tellin’ what i’m on next
long texts from your wife tornado d-ck i home wrecks
i have that b-tch sellin’ her coochie lips, bourgie chicks
get the c-ke nose ’til they load it as my oozy clip
even broke hoes on the groupie sh-t
pretty as a beauty tip get the max julien movie script
welcome to my world, hot iron shots firin’
cops tryin’ to stop on my time
i drop block signs and after i’m gone i’ll picture hip-hop cryin’
like they did with b.i.g. and pac dyin’, i’m not lyin’

{for every one dead, two more are born. you can’t stop real n-gg-s. you’ll never stop real n-gg-s}

my family ties is as deep as michael j. fox
we aim glocks at your tank-tops
leave you in a hospital bed watchin’ baywatch
watch your weight drop ’til you’re skinny enough
to fit between raindrops (bang, shots)
we killin’ you on youtube
bono, n-gg- that means you too
i got a screw loose
you get stuck up like goodie-two-shoes
though you knew that i was cuckoo
i’m in a gta, i got them thangs on me
i’m in a gta, but i ain’t gay tony
a menace to society i’m mch homie
the killa gorilla apes know me mace pray for me
no lyricist realer straight kobe can’t hold me
i’m flash player couldn’t read me with eight dolby
so a new verse is nothin’ but a new he-rs-
tryna kill g sh-t i’m shootin’ yellin’ you first, n-gg-

{you’ll never kill g sh-t (never). until you tame society, this sh-t won’t stop. art imitates life n-gg-. fox news wanna kill obama, like the long beach pd wanna kill me. ha ha ha ha! i won’t die, i’ll multiply. cob, it’s my religion. that’s why they follow me. smoke the general. pigface weapon waist n-gg-}

- crooked i

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