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mike mozart - etta كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
relax and take notes
you more broke than bones or split couples saving money for loose smokes
to live the ways of life, you need to be sharper than
obsessive girlfriends or a set of chef’s knives
my jaw is going numb
they drew rick james’ blood and shot that sh-t right, inside of my gums
told your girl to leave after she fell off my woodstock
she said the d-ck was dope, the cia said no more c-ck
it’ll make you weak
her cheeks hurt
tighter than wheezing rebirth inside a baptized clean church
call of duty, you can’t meet each perk
reload, cl!ck, pull back, slingshot
meet kurt
i rot rhymers into piles of sh-t
pour gasoline on the b-tch
now, toss the lighter
you over i?, heh, you ain’t on the dot
i browse like my cataracts were on an online shop n-gga

[verse 2]
this that foaming mouth cotton sh-t
cut the throat of oxes, easy snot spit is great with
hot chocolate
approaching porky so we know we coppin’, johnny mouthin’
rodney stomping is our hobby
we in the cut like, good c0ke and peroxide
my palm thrives off of, pork grinds and warm sprite
so catch up small fry
back up, thrown spines
i spit like, a glock 9 with hiccups and chewed stride
learn concepts, you flex like frank o’s bi-ceps
sh-t’s doper than, amy wine b-tt s-x
oh dear, you ain’t jolly from my presence
can’t keep up with the game so go and complain to the reference
yeah hop over, hog the cops and put em’ on loaves of
sour dough slapped on hot stoves with pot roast
let’s hit the town like i was abusive to my city
i show no pity like hiding my arm pit and hickeys
wait, what?

[verse 3]
trying to stay alive sat-rday night, no bee gees
sh-t is fishy like, the lox eating cream cheese
think feces is delicious? you talking that good sh-t
looks like you bored, b-tch bark at my wood tip
you screwed up like, down south music
mouth drools through foolish denounced cruel tool pool pits
get crossed over like kilt patterns, krill taverns
house the grilled batter, and pill tappers
six gathered, became pro b-tch smackers
to big rappers, who think they sick with quick chatter
hd view to fry a hedgehog, don’t pan a sonic
accomplished more than rapping topics and smoking chronic
steel peeled into my weed, that’s ironic
i see you george foremans grillin’, man i’m boxing
so to speak, like carbonated soft drinks
pardon me i does this, like maids and vinyl sheets

haha

- mike mozart

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