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unscathed - bloodier curtains كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: unscathed]
you should probably keep on movin’ (movin’)
trust me, homie, you don’t want to be this stupid (nah!)
you’ll become nothin’, the toxins been included
and the blood rushin’, have your body leakin’ fluids
the shots fleein’ through it, the bullets too quick (boom!)
and the head of yours is lookin’ too thick
you don’t even know who you is
and that’s the whole reason why that you’re goin’ through this
go on a few trips to face your incompetence (dummy!)
motherf_ckers are in a false state of confidence
a bunch will suffer at a rate that’s not gon’ win
we up in numbers, this is a place of dominance (we up!)
if you hate what i’m droppin’ then stand up
but your brand sucks so i’ll grab your face and stomp on it
became a slob and sh_t, lazy as f_ck (bum!)
and before you know it, you’ll fade into dust

[verse 2: recognize ali]
yeah! beef is my middle name, i’m always ready for drama
you’ll get your face torn and ate by the deadly piranhas
carry the llama, if a missile bury your momma
baddies from ghana, they love a n_gga dirty persona
record club, you know it’s over when i’m sendin’ juggs
at nighttime while you sleep, i’m in the kitchen with the cups
n_gga, look, i ain’t givin’ back the power that i took
n_ggas rather put money on your head instead of bucks
pay attention, that’s all, usually i give a f_ck
the jig is up, watchin’ you just scroll as you drink a cup
p_ssy want a d_ckface, everyone of you n_ggas soft
i’m bombin’ on these soft_ass n_ggas who playin’ tough
this is how to rap, take notes ’cause most you rappers dumb
even in my sleep in the dead of nights i do this sh_t for fun
diminishin’ you bums, f_ck around and kiss the gun
land of the drummers, greenfield ’til i’m done, what?
[verse 3: lord goat]
left you in a hospice, your skull like potato salad
the sanitation run, your brain sliced like an asian cabbage
powerful swing, my batting average leaves your speech damaged
weed savage, lean baptist, fatigues and gang chapters
speed dealers, tex watson pushin’ green dachshund, push the same sh_t that freed joplin
all my fiends look like hopsin, dyin’, shakin’ their moccassins
swallow balloons ’til their inner rabbi a protestant
monastery cop, they in robes lookin’ for dollar bills
scorpio work on the roof, they move a lot of pills
that b_tch over the hill, sent into a horse stable
she disabled, bought you all cables and the fancy labels
hit the dope and the scar under her navel
passport from spain on the way to jamaica
scimitar in the luggage, next trip i bring the fl_ng_r
get your cake up, my bundles fly straight from malaysia

- unscathed

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