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semtex! - sxmpra lyrics

[chorus]
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
ayy, ayy, ayy
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
ayy, ayy, ayy
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
take my plot to the grave, b*tch, i think it’s wartime
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
take my plot to the grave, b*tch, i think it’s wartime

[verse 1]
f*ckin’ with the evil mane, you bout’ to float away
step out the mothaf*ckin’ hate and let the demons take the race
i blow it up semtex evolve under the rolеs
so just sit there ready stеady like a f*cked up f*cking ghost
imma get them all, leave the prison inside get this sh*t and end this
with the hollow tips are rippin’ ’til the b*tches get my dividends
break down the walls with the blood on the floor and the bodies are holin’ up
the sauce it be callin’
i murder them all like i’ll never be fallen
the dozen that move will continue them on
jumping out the mothaf*ckin row, with an axe, in the back, of the track, cause the mothaf*cka lacks
better pay your tax or then we’ll be back
put the blade in your back watch your head get cracked
you backstabber, think about who the f*ck you are attacking
you nag us up the check and b*tch let’s get straight to the crackin
no crack*ins, you’ve woken up the mothaf*ckin kraken
never gonna beat this with the heat just like a mothaf*ckin dragon
put another brother motherf*cker sit together in the center put a f*cker in the corner if he mutter
hey, you say, rest in peace, death the same, it’s a game
i don’t give a single f*ck about your homie, mane
get them out my face before you join them down the prison of the grave

[chorus]
ayy, ayy, ayy
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
ayy, ayy, ayy
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
take my plot to the grave, b*tch, i think it’s wartime
lately i’ve been dreamin’ ’bout committing war crimes
take my plot to the grave, b*tch, i think it’s wartime

[verse 2]
f*ck you, p*ssy boy, and f*ck yo’ sh*tty little clique, i got no time to play around and this rifle is about to kick
you better duck
what the f*ck?
b*tch, you ’bout to get your face struck
putting up the homies and about to take your place, um
say some
i feel like a number way back in those days
kitchen knife to head my life will never be the same
watch yo back, cause i stack, to the max, got yo bat, in the back, of the black backpack, never lack
but he bought a death of blood
can you see the cadillac
i’m pulling up about to f*ck yo sh*t and leave you on yo back

[verse 3]
b*tch i’m a savage i’m doin the damage you never could manage the evil i banish i have the advantage i’m laid off the covers i plan to exterminate you and your men and your mothers will bury your bodies and tell us “the f*ck do you mean i a b*tch you arent better” as i’m rapping you are a dispose of the matter
k!ll the p*ssy mothaf*ckas with the baton

- sxmpra lyrics

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