razakel – wicked bxtch of the southwest lyrics
(chorus)
i ain’t the one you wanna mess with
i’m known for leavin b-tches headless
if you got what it takes, step up b-tch
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
i’m that sick b-tch killa from the 505
and with my boy by my side, you ain’t leavin alive
i take pride, while you die, just like the rest
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
(verse 1)
i’m that dead b-tch that you probally heard about
my rhymes shine red cause i chew razors in my mouth
when i spit i bleed all over mainstream sh-t
i’ll f-ck your b-tch, bite off her cl-t
cause i’m a s-xual demented luna-tic-tock
hear the sound of my glock
to the side of your dome
b-tch your about to get…
don’t mess with the best is what i highly suggest
and don’t provok the 6 demons that grown inside my chest
and posess me to go on a murder spree
and destroy c-nt b-tches that pretend and wanna to be me
wheres your creativity, quit looking up to me
but then b-tches can’t consieve individuality
(chorus)
i ain’t the one you wanna mess with
i’m known for leavin b-tches headless
if you got what it takes step up b-tch
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
i’m that sick b-tch killa from the 505
and with my boy by my side, you ain’t leavin alive
i take pride, while you die, just like the rest
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
(verse 2)
i ain’t conceited motherf-cker, i ain’t got no reason to be
i just calls it how i see it, obvious, apparently
i’m like f-ck popularity, underground for life
and if you don’t like my words or actions
slit your wrist with a knife
cause i make ears bleed
i’m quick to cause a murder scene
on your knees, kiss my feet
treat this b-tch like royalty
i’m knee deep in devotion
i don’t need your d-mn promotion
how about you f-ck yourself
or go drown in an ocean
cause i’m sick of these stupid b-tches riding my d-ck
thats if i had one, you’d be quick to give it a lick
from the base to the tip
you got some sh-t on your lip
lick it up and like it b-tch
like a champ don’t twitch
and the haters..f-ck you haters
you just wanna be me
secretly b-mpin my sh-t, wishin your b-tch was me
you are the only enemy
and i held sense of mistress of death
and wicked b-tch of the southwest
(interlude)
now into this candle spell
bring my enemy 3 nights of h-ll
candle black, black as night
bring them pain of flesh tonight
legions under skin will grow
i hit them with a painful blow
sores and pain inflict them now
439 so wonder how
king of darkness, king of h-ll
smight my enemy bring them h-ll
all my haters, listen dwell
cause now your cursed under my spell
(chorus)
i ain’t the one you wanna mess with
i’m known for leavin b-tches headless
if you got what it takes step up b-tch
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
i’m that sick b-tch killa from the 505
and with my boy by my side, you ain’t leavin alive
i take pride, while you die, just like the rest
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
(verse 3)
i get hate out there sayin i’m a b-tch or i’m a sl-t
i see guys say they hate b-tch rappers and i suck
but i really don’t give f-ck
the hate toughens me up
adding feul to my mind and showin motherf-ckers up
so now you wanna colab, your crew consist of f-gs
i’m just bein honest, then you talk sh-t behind my back
i got some homies at that, who can act to your face in one hack
no fakes, no gimicks, and no hiding behind mask
so f-ckin step up your game, and quit depending on fame
to gain the respect and the love you oh so badly crave
f-ck your money, f-ck your name, i’ll waiting for you in h-ll
find out, dead girl, superstar, razakel
(chorus) (3x)
i ain’t the one you wanna mess with
i’m known for leavin b-tches headless
if you got what it takes step up b-tch
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
i’m that sick b-tch killa from the 505
and with my boys by my side, you ain’t leavin alive
i take pride, while you die, just like the rest
don’t test the best, wicked b-tch of the southwest
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