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lirik lagu whack mc’s – flucifial

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walked in, first day, whats for lunch, today!
you looked, at me, og, smoke trees?
f-ck me? oh geez, you sip, that lean!
i smoked, that weed, three weeks, no cheese
aggressive, like a b, you told me, you ain’t no mc
like shady, before mainstream
last night, i had a crazy dream
my momma, she left me
my daddy, need an attorney
like surely, i be sleeping, so surely! but so frightening
i hate p.e, i love og’s, like shady, i’m not empty, were just beginning!
what up doe, name’s fluci
chicks juicy, but nah, they can drink themselves
i’m hungry, i’m gonna eat me, them wack mc’s
but not jay-z, and not tunechi
ya’ll thinking, i’m just another, f-cked mumbler
nah f-ck that, that ain’t nowhere, close to true
just watch me, i’m getting birthed, yee
hi mommy, hi daddy!
nah, i ain’t a mumbler, i’m just a spittin’ mothaf-cka
you eating d-ck? you mothaf-cka!
now just let me, tell the truth please
you’ll never hear me, rapping about how i’m a druggie, or i like money
ya’ll are funny, i’m drinking, some green tea, y’all sippin’ that bad lean
i’m kinda scared, will y’all k!ll my platform, with ya stupid wack form?
i’ma attack em’, get the war guns
i shop at walmart, i’m a f-ckin bu-um, could give f-ck, or, f-ckin’ k!ll ya
it’s a disaster, y’all are plaster, let’s go a little bit faster
fake b-tches, with ya autotune, y’all just a buncha, f-ckin’ goons
now wayne, he’s my favorite, f-cking goony goon
what’s wrong, with you, why you lookin’, at my shoes
we all done with, yes you
i speak the truth too, manipulators, y’all just a bunch of traitors
you doing business, but in a nightmare, as i lay this, you get so scared
ya’ll b-tches so done, sold ya’ soul, made some millions, i can make billions
y’all b-tches, need to change some, you do the same ones
i miss the old days, with true p-ssion, to be the greatest, not the bad one
no f-cking love man, get in your car and, go back to 2012
fix your mistakes, gain legendary status, look atcho’ self say “man, what’s the matter?”
put a bullet, in the devils head, unless he takes back, what the f-ck he said
ain’t no need for dread, rather regret, be rap jesus, don’t dream of anti-christ
you’re sh-ts untelevised, just a blessing in disguise
it’ll never be a mothaf-ckin’ tie, i’ll always be number one, you stupid f-ckers got nowhere to run
i’m telling you now, i’ll be cutting into you deep, f-cking clowns
i like the way that sounds, started writing and i figured out i was able to rhyme
my sh-t’s prime, for ya’ll ugly motherf-ckers it’s bedtime, i got less than a f-cking dime
you doing methamphetamines, while i wisely use my time, to write em’ and climb my white -ss to the top
man for you it’s s-x time, for me it’s like pen rhymes, then next thing i know i’ll become the next greatest rapper alive
but nah, these f-ggots are rising, my big d-cks sizing, it’s overwhelming
you wanna come suck it you f-cking f-ggots?
be known as the next pedophile you motherf-cking f-ggots
i told y’all b-tches you’d be scared, and this ain’t even the end
wait god d-mn, we outta time, next track’s coming though, tick tock, tick tock
welcome to the robbery
welcome to the robbery b-tches. x2

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