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swollen members - cock blocker كلمات الأغنية

hook:
walk into a room an intentional c-ck blocker
talk awkward, pop off and rock proper
big stacking rhymes inside of my top locker
vest like a biker, bottom and top rocker.
walk into a room an intentional c-ck blocker
talk awkward, pop off and rock proper
cram spitting lines harder than a dub stepper
with rhymes knocker louder than a rock opera.

walk into a mall with a gun, people are panicking
scream, ‘f-ck the world!’ i shoot a couple mannequins.
hop into my bike and ran away like sons of anarchy
with a bunch of other kids looking for more fun in…
we’re all been abandoned, i don’t need your d-mn companionship
man handling mannerism, my maniac would bang you scripts.
i’m the, i’m the little monster with the purest raps
people lining up like i’m a tourist travel, sure of that.
my raps are baffling, they probably think that…
my mind is happy, kinda baddie, plus a chatty…
got a handicap, kept the size of handicap
got a scr-p handie in my backpack, but still, you’re standing back.
the band’s back together like bandits in crack leather,
black bandanas with tossels and ten feathers.
you can get mangled by a bengal tiger
don’t make me give a sh-t, cause you’ll find that your mind fiber.

uh, uh, you stay in ways deep in sh-t creak
with the rap geek and a sick freak
with the beat maker, the elite fakers like …
since big street was on screen
we’ve long dreamed for our team to ravel yours!
screw john is to our b-lls
i sky fall through travel…
what’s mine is yours, unless of course,
you’re distant north to p-ss me off.
i don’t rap about my pistol pops,
i talk about, let the bodies drop!
this gravity asked me too
why you’re often in a…
i’ll spill your blood like .. do
i’ll kill your crew like making you split
i think you might be thinking lightly things will slightly change
i pull some chains around your neck, then wash you down the drain.
this spiral is viral, it’s liable to deflower you
x files for miles, where my freestyles are driving through town
who flew down, new ground broken
there’s a block c-ck down and the helicopter’s smoking.
this is hostile territory, hospital beds and inventory
lots of them dead already, heavy sh-lls, we’re bombing everybody!

now i’ve got these lyrics, they’re bubbling in my noggin
holler in my room while i’m hobbling like a goblin
holding out, the forces with me like a …
similar resemblance from cigarettes and soda.
multiple personalities, altering m-ss reality
cultivate abnormality into an awesome salary.
form like voltrons these street compatible,
no deep pleading vanity, i’m in, eating animal.
receding hairline, beats eating their minds
keep reading rare feedings, air breeding, airline.
my microphone is a machete in its own right
promise that i won’t bite …
and i will not commit myself to an asylum,
even though i’m schyzo and my thoughts are often violent.
i know how to clear a room, hokey musketeer guys
smoke… and bentleys
filling up your staircase.

- swollen members

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