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wildcard - soul disposal كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: wildcard]
in a life or death situation
what would you do to try and stop it?
(stop it)
when i pull up, gun up outta my waste
put it straight to yo face and c_ck it
(and c_ck it)
murder music, i prefer to use it when a punk motherf_cker looking at me wrong
and then actually have the audacity to ask me to rap on a motherf_cking sappy song
f_ck a guest appearance, i got the best of lyrics
there ain’t a soul in the city as raw
whole committee sitting pretty, getting sh_tty at the bar
watching b_tches pull titties out her bras
f_ck you, you, you
this is the life that i chose to lead
i could never be contingent smoking weed
i need hoes into coke and speed (speed)
i got the coldest greed
there any soul to bleed
that got scars on they motherf_cking heart like mine
how you gonna go and pick apart my grind?
pimping even in the dark i shine (shine)
i’mma lyrical monster
back on the block to haunt ya
pack a motherf_cking rocket launcher
get your brains blowed out when them thangs pulled out
i’m the illest motherf_cker in the genre (genre)
i got the worst appearance and the perseverance
all i wanna do is sustain my wealth
and remain as stealth as possible
cause these motherf_cking pictures won’t paint they_selves
so i got surface rage
i ain’t deserve the cage the d_mn punk ass f_ggots done placed me in
so i turn the page, now worth the stage
god d_mn that sh_t feel great to win
[chorus: wildcard]
soul disposal got me claustrophobic
got me locked in the closet, no walls are closing
lost on oxycontin’s not often sober
thoughts getting brought up from the pot exposure
impossible to stop all these awful motives
options, i ain’t got
my life’s probably over
glock’s already c_cked, single shots exploding
so i’m unloading my
soul disposal got me claustrophobic
got me locked in the closet, no walls are closing
lost on oxycontin’s not often sober
thoughts getting brought up from the pot exposure
impossible to stop all these awful motives
options, i ain’t got
my life’s probably over
glock’s already c_cked, single shots exploding
so i’m unloading my

[verse 2: dead poet]
i’mma twisted psycho in a vicious cycle
s_d_stic with unrealistic mic sk!ll
misfit
no_one give a sh_t how i feel
i hit the spliff then sip the nyquil
what you ain’t knowing i’m a beast on wax
i feast on tracks
we pull up along side your nissan max
and hop the f_ck out with easton bats
get knocked the f_ck out and your cheeks detached
chew, eating p_ssy betting with your t__th all smashed
you know how people on speed react
mixed with a little bit of weed and jack
tossed in a couple desert es and macs
i make motherf_ckers die with my illegal acts
braveheart swinging a medieval axe
been framed more times than jesus tracks
i get blazed and wonder in these days of thunder
wishing life would just hurry up and pass me by
i’m psychopathic, and my life is drastic
and i’m still coming down off a nasty high
yo f_ck the game, i don’t bust the same as these biting ass motherf_cking decoys spit
i stomp through the mud and f_ck through the blood
i ain’t writing that motherf_cking d_boy sh_t
[bridge: wildcard]
dead
poet
dead
poet

[chorus: wildcard]
soul disposal got me claustrophobic
got me locked in the closet, no walls are closing
lost on oxycontin’s not often sober
thoughts getting brought up from the pot exposure
impossible to stop all these awful motives
options, i ain’t got
my life’s probably over
glock’s already c_cked, single shots exploding
so i’m unloading my
soul disposal got me claustrophobic
got me locked in the closet, no walls are closing
lost on oxycontin’s not often sober
thoughts getting brought up from the pot exposure
impossible to stop all these awful motives
options, i ain’t got
my life’s probably over
glock’s already c_cked, single shots exploding
so i’m unloading my
[bridge: wildcard]
dead
poet
dead
poet

[outro: wildcard]
hahahaha

- wildcard

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