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el bandito - you ready to die كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
pray to god
you gone need him now
pray to god
you gone need him now

you should know
you will die right now
so pray to god
you gone need him now

[verse 1]
i’m a m-th-f-ckin’ alcoholic demon, jesus
was the one that tried to warn you ’bout this evil creature
there’s no need for breathing, the only heathen
to rape a pregnant christian, eat her fetus
yeah i know you like to take your inspirations from me
but what i really don’t appreciate, your blindness to see
that you a fat f-cking degenerate, correct i’m gonna hate
you suck so bad, impossible for you to elevate
i was ’bout to say that your the filthy garbage of this game
then i heard your little friend, thinkin’ he a hurricane
couldn’t hit a rhythm even if he had auto-tune
follow ya crew and you will see that i demolished them dudes
so you wanna hear the scary sound? listen to me!
sh-t gone be like a period, as you b-tches see
f-ck it, i can take it physical, you gonna bleed
there’s no time left, i get, my gat, die fast

[hook]
my style is the most inspiring image to copy
now i come to take it back, ain’t no b-tch that can stop me
satanic sh-t, the triple six, belligerent
i’m ’bout finish your existence cuz it never was legitimate

my style is the most inspiring image to copy
now i come to take it back, ain’t no b-tch that can stop me
who am i? why am i letting you fry?
i’m the psycho son of satan, you ready to die?

[verse 2]
what kind of a rapper makes a track to his ex?
and cries like a f-ggot missing the love and not the s-x?
you ain’t a maniac chubby, drop the acting
because dreams don’t come true, so why the f-ck you still rapping?
i make you mad? good, now sit down and listen
before i grab the pistol, get medieval on these b-tches
and take off that mask, you looking so ridiculous
regretting the jackin’ but you wanted to commit the sh-t
we all know you ugly, but use a paper bag instead
so prost-tutes can get a break when givin’ you head
no time left, when i dominate my victims
create the thunder and ignite your writtens
along with your rhyme book, you can’t be me
cuz when i’m on a track i slay a beat while you will claim defeat
dressing like a kid with pacifiers and baby teeth
and there ain’t no m-th-f-ckin’ room for crazy-t’s (no he didn’t)

my style is the most inspiring image to copy
now i come to take it back, ain’t no b-tch that can stop me
who am i? why am i letting you fry?
i’m the psycho son of satan, you ready to die?

- el bandito

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