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big mauer - ripping teeth lyrics

[intro]
and this time you ain’t getting the jump on me
and so the two human behemoths meet in a head on collision while the very earth trembles beneath them
i’ve been looking forward to this
now i’ve got ya!

[verse 1: big mauer]
leave my mixtape in your player i’ll set that b+tch on fire
i got this sh+t down pat sit back admire
i’m tired of you talking tie ya down rip your t++th with the plyers
stab you in the gut, hang you on the wall michael myers
please shut the f+ck up, before i stitch ya jaw with the wire
you get your throat cut, i’m snеaking around slash your tires
shotgun get you bucked up lеave you leaking watch you fly higher
stay popping from the dixy cup, they got me in the mental gown attire
this sh+t rough and rugged, and dirty like the b+st+rd
hit you in the head get the plaster
see your life casted on the screen like ip man grandmaster
k!lling this sh+t and predicted it like a forecaster
with a cartoon laser blaster
blinding lights driving faster and faster
worship this i’m telling you, like a pastor
heard your tape that sh+t was a disaster
wrap it up before i slaps ya
f+cking boom bap ya like this sh+t was trump tower
hear this sh+t absorbing like electro to power
or f+cking huffing like bricks of white powder
big m, seuss mace, cooking sh+t up like chowder
hear this sh+t haunt your house, turn it up louder
pop your ears like exploding gun powder
[verse 2: seuss mace]
paranormal activity
after i line square n+ggas us up like symmetry
and after i rhyme rappers consider me an enemy
cause i don’t got time to be wasting any of mine

i just give it and go
y’all motherf+ckers p+ssy footing with a cl+t on your your toe
tag and put you in the morgue now you can visit my foes
where the worms squirm in the wet pit of a hole
pitiful how i pimp you like a b+tch in a hole
smack you with my d+ck sn+tch your life give me your soul
forty+eight volts i’m the phantom of spitting the flow
stick around and you gonna see me reach the planets beyond living on mars
letting your woman spit on my pole
focusing on paper maybe it’s the fact we ain’t have it
that got me hungry for more cabbage wascally wabbit
i’m glad to be ratchet the hood brought me up in this world
thank god for my quick tongue and lovely curls

[verse 3: big mauer]
heard that sh+t in your f+cking head whirled
see me at the local library listening to earl
writing this sh+t up watch it unfurl
i’m churning your gut be quiet you can hear it curdle
f+ck the rules, we stealing lobsters from walmart
be quiet cause your song’s feeling corny as hallmark
my girl reeling over me built like muscular paul bart
f+ck out of here unappealing she don’t deal with small parts
records stacked up high in this cart
vinyl shopping like a white b+tch on black friday
dropping the needle like i’m rich, playing some croquet
chopping the beat like steak for my sandwich f+ck a filet
clobbering this sh+t you know it hit just like munches at the cafe, b+tch

[outro]
i pile drive [?] right down on you
smash you to the ground like a bag of clay
suddenly, a strange ray shoots out of the ground
hey! i didn’t even land that punch

- big mauer lyrics

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