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lirik lagu human centipede – playboy the beast

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[chorus: playboy the beast]
mask on, about to smash on the industry
firearms, drop bombs, now they history
all that swag sh*t and skinny jean wearing, it gets to me
i’ll scream “yolo” as i’ll send ’em to they entity
mask on, about to smash on the industry
f*ck being calm, it’s vietnam if you step to me
i’m king kong, too strong for y’all to mess with me
i’ll make you eat my sh*t like a f*cking human centipede

[verse 1: playboy the beast]
i keep it filthy as f*ck when i’m murdering tracks with g*mo
other rappers hit a flow and start to cut themselves like emo’s
my mom’s would warp my ass and i ain’t talking about aminos
it’s the half*latino hitler k!lling swag f*gs and beliebers
my bars carcinogenic, these rappers bе needing chemo
hearing no evil, see no еvil, but evil is all i see though
in the speedo bumping skee*lo while they rapping about kilos
how they clap when n*ggas down and stack more c*notes than casinos
i’ma stab ’em with these needles and drain they blood like mosquitos
talking about they pulling b*tches but these n*ggas be looking like smeagol
and what’s with wiz khalifa? why you dressed up like the beatles?
how the f*ck you claim you gangster but kick it with justin bieber? yo!
f*ck that, my heart remains in the underground
i’m like a shark, you a piece of meat that i’m hunting down
that wack*ass sound coming up out of your mouth, it makes me frown
i’ll make sure when i k!ll you your cd’s and tapes are never found
[chorus: playboy the beast]
mask on, about to smash on the industry
firearms, drop bombs, now they history
all that swag sh*t and skinny jean wearing, it gets to me
i’ll scream “yolo” as i’ll send ’em to they entity
mask on, about to smash on the industry
f*ck being calm, it’s vietnam if you step to me
i’m king kong, too strong for y’all to mess with me
i’ll make you eat my sh*t like a f*cking human centipede

[verse 2: g*mo skee]
dissing the rap game in the three*hundred days of darkness
all i hear is autotune and g*y guitar riffs
f*ggots backstage eating trays of parsnip
then jump in the booth and try to say some hard sh*t
i’m finna spark sh*t to make the whole culture mad
like i threw your favorite rapper off the f*cking overpass
he landed on somebodies windshield, broke the glass
crashed into a diesel truck and caused a huge explosion, blast
now send me a postcard from h*ll b*tch
listen to the filth or die, that’s my sales pitch
sh*lls sit from the pistol
when the sh*lls hit you it’ll make you wanna find jesus like hail mitch*ll
you n*ggas ain’t all that (naw), this is raw rap
f*ck a battle, see me from the shoulders like a bra strap
get your f*cking jaw clapped or get with a heater
we got more arms than sheeva from mortal kombat

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