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lirik lagu mk ultra – apathy & stu bangas

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[chorus]
mk ultra
psycho k!ller
mk ultra
psycho k!ller

[verse 1: apathy]
i bring the rapture to rappers, might slaughter whacker
motherf*ckas’ll drown like a white water rafter
might autograph the mic right after
i’ll fracture the circuits and pass it right past ya
saw that pharcyde b*tch
passed right past her
putting all washed up b*tches
out to pasture
i’m the grim reaper
for all of these new rappers
holdin’ mics at murder scenes like newscasters
time to celebrate
throw out the yellow tape
chalk around thе body and laugh while their souls elеvate
lmao, yo i must have been smelling yayo
my jay*o got me going to h*ll with a halo
hey you better tuck your chain, i sn*tch hey you
reach up to the sky and slap the god you pray to
f*ck it, here’s a preview, paragraphs will freeze you
squeeze you by the throat and choke you until your cheeks blue
regroup before i turn your body into pea soup
shatter your skull plate and make your brain reboot
like bleep bloop, stick up anybody if i need loot
you want to be a wolf? then go and get you a sheep suit
[interlude]
“it was one evening in the late 1980s when watching television that i picked up on the programming. the carefully curated commercials began to unlock deadly parts of my mind that were once dormant”

[verse 2: celph titled]
when you look at abstract art you see a b*tterfly
i see a b*tterfly knife exposing guts inside
catch you on your morning run and jog your memory
i guess when we meet it’s what it’s meant to be
eat this elbow b*tch
me and ap close more booths down than cellphones did
and i mean well when i say your sh*t barely even sell
you a fruitball, i hope you david carradine yourself (weak as h*ll)
nine years old when i found my scent
i’ve been wearing dinner plates and trophies ’round my neck
stay flipping like vanna white
we ain’t planned to fight but i still keep the beam attached to the top of the cannon pipe
y’all either planking or laugh with plankton
benjamin shanklin back in this b*tch, chickenhawking and hoobanging
you watchin’ men for hours
unlike god in a prison shower, winner of the soft rapper audition hour

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