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4lyn - realcuties lyrics

what comes around goes around…
and you f-kkers gotta get yours.
chekk this out…

i never wanted this to happen,but it did.
now iâ´ll leave a message for all you little kids.
you were drunk that night, full of adrenaline.
played a big show in a big hall,but n-body was in.
oops,sorry i forgot…all your invisible fans were there to blow up the spot.
your moshpit was as big as your dikks!
and thatâ´s the reason why you wanted to f-kk up the whole 4lyn-clikk.
sorry boys,but thatâ´s how it is.
you got no talent,no style and thatâ´s the reason why youâ´re p-ssed.
you little girls wanna play ball?
so grab the mic and fight bakk,i knokk you f-ggots off the wall!!!
you never get the throne iâ´m sittinâ´on…
not even the toilet that iâ´m sh-ttinâ´on.
n-body needs your crossover-cabaret!
your rapper sounds like “gamma ray” that is about to “ram a gay”!!!
i let you little p-ss-es likk my b-lls!
so much compet-tion…i kikkedâ´em all.
i let you m-th-f-kkers know the deal…
you ainâ´t got m-ss-appeal,but you are gays for real!

for sure!

you want to do it like i do,baby…
you wanna be in my position,
thatâ´s the reason why you m-th-f-kkas keep on dissin…
you want to do it like i do,baby…
you wanna reach the status iâ´m in…
what,what,this is a battle that you cannot win,no!

that brings me straight to the next contester.
the next victim of my lyrical molester.
you thought,you were save,little ordinary?
i f-kk you up,too,mister o——!!!
go,and buy yourself a new pair of arms,
so you can reach the microphne that i will turn into a timebomb.
i smile at you and then i hit the switch…
i blow your fat b-tt into pieces…sorry b-tch!
remember the shirt,that you gave me in the past?
i only used it one time..for wipinâ´my -ss.
with your “wannabe punk-rokk” you will get nothing done,
and the only girl you date is your mom!
you cannot sing when it comes to that.
i cannot believe that i gave your sorry -ss respect.
i gave you props â´til i saw you play live..
in this game you wannabe-professional, you wonâ´t survive.
you try to be the next “r.a.t.m.”,
but hey,to me you f-ggots look like “ymca”!!
keep your big mouth shut and stand in line…(m-th-f-kka!)
against me youâ´ll need an army…while i just need one rhyme…

believe that!

you want to do it like i do,baby…
you wanna be in my position,
thatâ´s the reason why you m-th-f-kkas keep on dissin…
you want to do it like i do,baby…
you want to reach the status iâ´m in…
what,what,this is a battle that you cannot win,no!

please,take it personal!
keep your wakk–ss-songs in your rehearsinâ´-room!
b-tch,i said please,
donâ´t mistake me when i speak about your sh-t,
because your sh-t is weak!!
cr-p,is what i call your style,
youâ´re like a formula one-tire…low profile!
thatâ´s it,thatâ´s all,my friend.
ey yo,russo!hook me up again!

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