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mr. wrong - bastard case كلمات أغنية

[intro]
f_ck you, f_ck you, f_ck you
f_ck you too you little f_cking f_ck
b_st_rd
if i’m a b_st_rd, then you’re a b_st_rd, everybody’s a b_st_rd
i’m a b_st_rd, you’re a b_st_rd

[verse 1]
f them (?) at the top and f ghost writing
i’m writing codes on my bars to sell them in shops
wilder than old hair, drunk, yelling at cops
older grinning p_ssed ’cause he’s missing a ten of his crops
stressed, regretting my loss after trading a rapper their mic, for their own head in a box
benching their (?), looking like a star at stick death
amazing kids, how i spit fresh with sick breath
think less and act more, i wonder what i rap for
stove lit to keep my hands warm and that’s all
a starving artist, that bash forks on my plate for drum kids
on this occasion, no, the snare sampling a cracked jaw
and the kick samples from whatever’s banging on my trap door
i ain’t no idiot, my brain’s missing bits
that little blitzed pr_ck claiming god bit his sh_t
live, live on the, the edge of insanity
your track’s good, but it’s lacking me
mr. wrong, that would be
[choros]
bash your face till the sampler breaks
it’s just another file in the b_st_rd case
bash your face till the sampler breaks
it’s just another file in the b_st_rd case

[bridge]
if i’m a b_st_rd, then you’re a b_st_rd
everybody’s a b_st_rd
i’m a b_st_rd, you’re a b_st_rd
i’m a bad, bad man

[verse 2]
you spit big words and think you’re heavy
but i could rip neo if he downloaded the entire english dictionary
plus the sk!ll of every, mc you like
leave your mic, pad and pen alone, your b_tch too
when you said i need a wife, i never knew you meant my own
so i’m sorry that i wrecked your home
i set the tone, any rock chick could get the bone
i could make medusa yell and moan when i’m stoned
the snake charmer, evade drama
yet i’ll phone, endless hoes at their fellas homes, yelling roll
and now i’m getting dome
this beat’s basic, but i could make a classic track rhyme into a metronome
in h_ll i roam like i own the place
as long as you know the name, i don’t give a _ if you know the face
slow your pace, pause and sh_t
as you f_gs claim you’re running this rap game, i’m walking it
you lived your life in the fast lane and then your porsche you flipped
and i sn_tched your d_mn chain from your corpse
i’m sick, in the coldest way
i make the cars part, strolling on the motorway just to f_ck with moses day
[bridge]
bash your face till the sampler breaks
it’s just another file in the b_st_rd case
bash your face till the sampler breaks
it’s just another file in the b_st_rd case

- mr wrong

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