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playboy the beast - over kill pt. 3: massacre كلمات أغنية

[intro]
they come around but they never come close
they come around but they never come close

[verse 1: playboy the beast]
you now rockin’ with the best five fingers of death
these motherf_ckers playing checkers, dawg, i’ve been playin’ chess
dawg, i be smokin’ on the opps, you’re really smokin’ that meth
i burn his compound to the ground like he was david koresh
a false profit like muhammad and he’s probably a ped
i guess it’s how to catch a predator, it’s off with his head
you let your boss send you off and it was all for the bread
i went john wick for my dawgs and i left all of ’em dead (yah!)
get active with it, i play no games, this no activision
your rash decisions will leave yo ass with an axe incision
go against the god with that blasphemy, that’s an act of sin
and you ain’t got no faith in yourself, of course you lack religion
i didn’t know the flow was gon’ bring out the pacifist in ’em
the first country mumble rapper, it’s the activist in ’em
sippin’ lean and snortin’ lines, he needs to battle addiction
but just like that, going against me, ain’t no chances of winnin’
beat these flamers out they frame bro, i’m a flamethrower
these f_ggots gayer than rainbows, i’m a straight soldier
he tried tappin’, i’m still snappin’ his limbs, i’ma break shoulders
this that five fingers of death, when they hit they gon’ break boulders (ugh!)
you don’t wanna spar with spartacus
you ’bout as hard as cartilage
con artist, you a novice to the game and just a narcissist
no, i’m not constipated, i just tend to drop the hardest sh_t
target fans say i’m trash, they can’t comprehend all the bars i spit
too complex, rip these p_ssies with a god complex
i never compromise my morals, cash comes after respect
just like lazarus, this rap sh_t brought me back from the depths
was resurrected, now i’m at you n_ggas necks like it’s strep
yeah, i’m a creek squad ryda, b_tch, you know what i rep
just like the floor covered in legos, better be watchin’ your step
b_tch, if yo ass can’t cash it, don’t be writin’ that check
i hit a couple warm_up sets, now it’s time that i flex
yo, i’m a k!ller on this mic, make you p_ssies run the jewels
you know you an easy target, you don’t really wanna duel
you say you a school shooter? i’m the one who guards the schools
i’ll up the tool and what i do gon’ leave more than your ego bruised (ugh!)
the other side big mad, so they call me a clout chaser
while they idolize these clowns, well i am the crown taker
now the twister’s comin’ through, y’all shoulda stayed in your trailers
man, y’all ain’t even got no fans, they just creek squad haters (yo!)
we never turnin’ this page ’til you burn for your ways
they praisin’ you, that’s gon’ make x and pac turn in they graves
my brainwaves penetrate, i see through you like x_rays
i could beat you on my deathbed with you on your best day
i’m_i’m not the type that you really wanna do battle with
strategist, sink your battle ship, handle sh_t like the savages
pass it, i’m bought to massacre rappers, i’ll bring the rapture
the fact is they ain’t no factor, i’m smashin’ me, just a m_s_ch_st
a backhand fist, now the beast is back from the black abyss
got the black mask on and a pack of clips for this average b_tch
come at me at your risk, turn this b_tch to a slasher fl!ck
dropped a diss track fishin’, he took the bait, then the b_st_rd quit
[interlude: playboy the beast]
this is the absolute definition of f_ck around and find out
y’all must been out your motherf_cking mind thinkin’ you can f_ck with me
to all you b_tch_ass country rappers out there
and all you motherf_cking d_ck_riding_ass motherf_cking reactors that was suckin’ this dudes d_ck
i got something for you p_ssies
let’s get it

[verse 2: playboy the beast]
the true g.o.a.t., they can’t touch me when i’ve entered my zone
sit on my throne that’s composed of my enemy bones
all great empires must fall, this the destruction of rome
i’m odoacer kicking in the front door of your home
i’m takin’ they souls, taggin’ toes, bodies gettin’ disposed
i’m tupac leavin’ the courtroom, i spit on my foes
man, y’all might catch some stray bullets tryna hate on my bros
i’m battle ready, blood thirsty, but i be stayin’ composed
the rap game is a sport, n_gga, this is my court
go scorched earth on these jerks when i light up the torch
my fuse is lit, the shots are poppin’ like july on the 4th
i swear to speak the whole truth, these liars try to distort
street soldiers take no shorts, we applyin’ the force
it ain’t no pressure, we the best so they won’t try to retort
little pigs just let me in, i’m blowin’ down the whole fort
just put a fork in, man he’s done, now he’s barbecued pork
they don’t wanna start a war with me, n_ggas know i’ma k!ll ’em
’cause i’ll make it my priority, really i’m too driven
they don’t really want collision, to be the g.o.a.t. is my mission
ammunition never runnin’ out and i ain’t ever missin’
i’ma hit ’em with precision, never goin’ to decision
this isn’t an exhibition, never tappin’ or submittin’
i’m willin’ to be the villain, i got ’em up in they feelings
that guillotine blade is slittin’ and leavin’ they heads missin’
hittin’ every single target, i’m in a different division
he’s squirmin’ up on the tourniquet, this is an exorcism
i’ll grab his neck and i twist it, i’m snappin’, goin’ ballistic
i’m sacrificin’ these b_tches and gettin’ ritualistic
time to get realistic, your side is gettin’ evicted
you tried but you’re f_ckin’ dyin’, you took a shot but you missed it
they don’t really wanna go another round with the misfit
n_gga, let me cook, homie you ain’t even been sh_t
when they speakin’ on the greatest, dawg, your name ain’t even mentioned
i’m from another dimension, the reaper murderin’ henchmen
you’re needin’ an intervention, i’m leavin’ you hypertensive
hyperventilatin’ on a ventilator, h_lla stressin’
flow like a deadly weapon, i’ll merk anyone that’s steppin’
number one i’m never second and never be second guessing’
the way that i’m k!llin’ rappers they call me hannibal lector
way i’m k!llin’ these rappers they call me hannibal lector
[outro: playboy the beast]
playboy the beast, street soldiers entertainment
we on that crusade sh_t
ebk sh_t, anybody can get it
yuh

- playboy the beast

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