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sage (rapper) - animals (remix) كلمات أغنية

[verse: sage, eminem & both]
i beat up a beat
like a drum machine did somethin’ to me
you don’t wanna go and bump into me
nothin’ to sleep on, like a bum
what i’m mean’s son, i’m elite
when i “feat”, none will compete
somethin’ to behold
you a fetishist, only ever just
come for defeat
but when i blow, i
jump into beef so comfortably
i’m not comfortable with no conflict
i’ve come for the bull
gimme them h_rns
gimme that rose bush, gimme them th_rns
gimme that lil’ push
any men formin’ an intention against
finna get gored
grit up, and snorted like addеrall
try to come at me, you will get a cannibal
i’m anothеr breed
i’m a different animal
y’all make me yawn, like a strand of wool
i’m intangible
but your hands are full
and your lil’ underpants are pulled
to your ankles
you’re gettin’ spanked
’til you quit claimin’ you’re great
and say who the man is fool
little pr_ck
get ripped like my school clothing
like a sleeping cow, i’m bull_dozing
a rap god since my socks were holy
was on that block like a soccer goalie
but y’all are phony
like a dog_and_pony show
hearing that you rock got me rolling
hip hop’s custodian
moggin’ you hoes
moppin’ up any thinkin’
that you’re not below me
but softer than breeze, and
that’s probably the reason
there’s nothin’ you’ve bodied of recent
i feel like i just walked in and seen you naked
’cause you not even decent
got your body releasin’ your soul
the moment i open this flow_faucet of mine
a periodontist how i floss on a line
won’t stop, period, honest
postmenopausal
when i go so postal that
most postmen’ll pause
i’ll slaughter the rhyme
these hoes were the cause of the crime
crossin’ the line
when they targetin’ einstein
it’ll cost ’em a life
these flows gonna boggle the mind
y’all get in line
if you come along for the ride
boss, what you find
will leave you at a loss to define:
sauce so divine
you’ll wonder what walberg am i:
mark, or a white one?
quite fun to see the mic run
when i go at it with flows akimbo
the g.o.a.t’s back and i’m bodybaggin’ em
toe_taggin’ em in the back of the volkswagen
so don’t act like i won’t hack ’em in half
draggin’ them hoebags
’til i’m thrown back in the paddy wagon
i’ll hold back when i’m old
after i’m cold, packed in a hole in a tote bag
all alone sat on a throne you won’t ever own, but
i’m so bad with a notepad
that it don’t matter
the g.o.a.t’s back
finna go at
anyone who got the gonads or cojones
yeah (cojones, yeah)

- sage rapper

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