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yubel - zombae lyrics

(time to turn chaos to ruin.)
(the moonlight drives me nuts!)

b*tch!
yeah!

i don’t think i’ll ever have an animal
i’m running melodies, cause you can’t f*ck with us with all the bars
you telling b*tches kids to “get outta my house”
cause no one’s [?] your b*tch, or your mouth, and*
n*gga, i’m too grown to be f*cking with these kids
turn the soundcloud off, got too many judgements, and
sh*t too cold, make the birds go fly south
but they finna’ go burn if they come through my house
how you know where that sh*t?
well that’s too obvious
i’ve been in the whole d*mn crowd, i’m off the body*list
p*ssing on his god*d*mn grave, i got karate kicks
[?] my good leg got him, do a karate kick
[?] you let that metal, i’ll be f*cking [?]
[?] on this body going viral on that f*cking glitch
cali mom, cali mom, still gon’ [?] on all my [?]
i been at your funeral with my head on her f*cking jaw

saying n*ggas f*ck with you
(b*tch, i can tell,)
i ain’t got no heart there*
(ain’t sh*t to be fell)
deleting all your sh*t, put the
(gunmen in jail,)
i’mma [?] a cracker, i
(feel like yubel)
saying n*ggas f*ck with you
(b*tch i can tell)
i ain’t got no heart there
(ain’t sh*t to be fell)
deleting all your sh*t, put the
(gunmen in jail)
imma [?] a cracker, i
(feel like yubel)

if you want my body, then n*gga, you better pay for it
make a n*gga freeze, it’s gon’ get ugly, i keep my jade for it
imma have his body in covers and bore the stains for it

(i just spent my [?] for [?] you a n*gga, creep for it)

polyamorous, poly*[?] it ain’t the standard
i’m panoramic view, i’mma catch you n*ggas on camera
and imma take your homie and hold that n*gga for ransom

(i ran out of bread, so i can switch [?] just again)

i just die for these crackers, feel like herman [?]
i [?], but i know that her [?], f*ck
and she screaming my name, just for racking your brain
you go cry to your gang, i’m k!lling y’all outta spite
i’m like david [?], i go right to the face
i had to get it across
i keep on calling you p*ssies, but [?] just fine
i’m making claps on the show
they starting rounds of applause
and i can see all the parts, uh
saying n*ggas f*ck with you
(b*tch, i can tell)
i ain’t got no heart there*
(ain’t sh*t to be fell)
deleting all your sh*t, put the
(gunmen in jail,)
i’mma [?] a cracker, i
(feel like yubel)

saying n*ggas f*ck with you
(b*tch i can tell)
i ain’t got no heart there
(ain’t sh*t to be fell)
deleting all your sh*t, put the
(gunmen in jail)
imma [?] a cracker, i
(feel like yubel)

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