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murderbullet - sprixkt lyrics

[verse 1]
mgk, yeah you’re a garbage rapper (daytrip took it to ten)
dyin your hair doesn’t make you marshall mathers
mgk is a wannabe like carson daffers
mappin the arson cavern
when marshall is benzino’in
mark me mad, ugh
it’s me
f*ck what you heard
you probably k!lled her
i get my name is hard
but your name is muh*gik, b*tch
the only time i liked your music was when you were on
the track with kellin quinn
and your name ain’t even kelly
i get that it’s a gangsta but you ain’t gangsta

[chorus]
i got a .9 and a matter
never shoot at me cause you’re bad, ya
ass thеy ask me then tell mе i don’t have her
next time i get the murderbullet and clap ya

[verse 2]
n*gga i’m clappin ya verses uh
n*gga i like how your flow equals your dumbness, yo
sh*t on the beat how i like the snickers
duh, i like how n0body likes ya
shoutout to em
doubtout to kelly
they all dislike ya
cause you dyed your hair
your name is allfake mathers
[chorus]
i got a .9 and a matter
never shoot at me cause you’re bad, ya
ass they ask me then tell me i don’t have her
next time i get the murderbullet and clap ya

[verse 3]
you say you in a gang, ugh
and now n*gga gonna come for me
yuh, mgk is when you mix sodium and water
angry and mad at me
but how do i use a minigun it’s on the ground, uh
but i hate you for a reason, the fact you commit
rap game treason, n0body cares that you have white hair, ugh
i like mumble rappers but this one is dumber
b*tch, i don’t care that your hair is daring me to care
this ain’t a flex track, it’s a diss
i flex on my tracks but now it’s p*ss
fulfilling nothing, i got guns on this lil d*ck

[chorus]
i got a .9 and a matter
never shoot at me cause you’re bad, ya
ass they ask me then tell me i don’t have her
next time i get the murderbullet and clap ya
i got a .9 and a matter
never shoot at me cause you’re bad, ya
ass they ask me then tell me i don’t have her
next time i get the murderbullet and clap ya
[verse 4]
who forgot you cause you have no ammo
{beat switch} yo, little blonde boy, your whole talk is so empty, (enviyon on the mix)
every single pop*punk chord, your sincerity’s tempty
*ing laughter, a disaster, your weak flow’s a sleaze, see?
you thought you could hang here, but your cadence is queasy
like a bad ai verse, man, it’s causing me unease, plea
*ding for silence, your violence, your whole sound’s a disease, free
from actual sk!ll, just a chill, a pathetic breeze, believe
me, your rap career’s dead, buried, now give us some peace, jeez!
you’re not a rock god, just a clone, a faded release, please…
don’t pull the trigger, cause it ain’t gonna hit me
it’s gonna come back around and clap ye
cause you ain’t got no rhymes you forgot

[outro]
man, f*ck this

- sprixkt lyrics

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