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n-frost - frost flow lyrics

(verse 1)
not a rap devil, you’re a scene kid/
im the best in my class, get beasted/
she’s lying through her t__th like the priest did/
i wanna f_cking watch when you greive b_tch/

my flow persists, cuz im dope as sh_t/
i got to many f_cking records and a hopeless diss/
around the globe, i spit and quit your moaning b_tch/
i got seventy f_ckin hoes, in my boat and sh_t/

we don’t relvolve around, your pathetic life/
ill ram you over, til you f_cking die/
then ill pinch your lung with a gun and knife/
and feast on that sh_t when it turns night/

i don’t really give a f_ck about thе haters/
cuz i know it spit it tough, ill gas em later/
ill call your bluff and thеn ill clap the traitors/
and beat you up like a m_st_rbator/16

i could k!ll anybody with a stick in hand/
im making every f_cking artist come and p_ss their pants/
i be stackin so much paper like a mifflin branch/
you’re not big and tough, you f_cking little man/
ill crucify your second son/
and then beat the sh_t outta f_cking nun/
while their family watches, doin it for fun/
don’t got the funds? well now you’re shunned/

going far, gotta play my cards/
every verse i spit goes way to hard/
i eat up on the beat with cold ass bars/
til i get so sick i think i gotta barf/

dead b_tch, hung on a cross/
back from the dead to reclaim my spot/
they say i’m to fast and that’s all that i got/
but i’mma k!ll a motherf_cker cuz really i’m a god/32

(talking)
b_tch! man, f_ck this sh_t dude
should i even go back in?
i think i gotta little something

(verse 2)
oh sh_t, p_ssy like a motherf_ckin ocean/
dropping a couple bodies like i’m on the f_ckin hoe sh_t/
k!llin anybody who be taking f_cking notice/
take it the grave when a rapper wanna quote this/
hold this, pistol wasn’t really f_cking loaded/
c_ck back and aim and giving em ptosis/
hit em with the flow switch, rolling like a blunt, it_/
went up in there body and they wither in psychosis/

mmm, yeah, that’s a yikes/
you a p_ssy if you thinkin i should pass the mic/
let keep on going at each other, like we’re jim and dwight/
and your music taste the same as mcdonalds sprite/

24/7 every day, im living on the edge/
collected 38 fingers, 9 severed heads/
wanna be a volunteer? meet me at my shed/
and we can make sh_t happen, mr. number 10/

- n frost lyrics

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