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blank (russia) - i gotta kill them lyrics

i gotta k!ll them
i gotta make these motherf-cker bleed
i gotta k!ll them
it’s like i put the guns in the street
i gotta k!ll them
i gotta k!ll these motherf-cker’s dad
i gotta k!ll them
he’s got a f-cking tag on his feet
i gotta k!ll them
i gotta make these motherf-cker bleed
i gotta k!ll them
it’s like i put the guns in the street
i gotta k!ll them
i gotta k!ll these motherf-cker’s dad
i gotta k!ll them
he’s got a f-cking tag on his feet

i bet im a sediment then you k!ll me
but im a sediment howzy k!lling
digging up in the dolmen they got a wrong man
y’all think really brilli
i front of me with that jury
gonna get buried number one like a penny
running up in my sh-t, smelling my pet
they k!lling me like im kenny
i’m stabbing a face and i’m kevina kason in baraston
feeling dirty, cracking a zeef, attacking a base like perry, s b-tch
you always turning up in’a brisson
you comin’a brixen, you wanna resolve when i’m pumping a flow
up in nickeson you comin’a chicksan
you gotta dissolve when you come on a flow
i don’t really wanna bounce like that
but i really wanna go and bounce right back
i don’t really wanna fit it everytime i got a feel
why the f-ck i want a pill, i’m in ounce of crack
i’m on overdose, f-ck you up and hover close
catapult a bit of battlable never compatible arable
i’m over those
motherf-cker wanna pull it everytime i gotta bull it
everytime i got a bullet pop
motherf-cker wanna cool it everytime i gotta bull it
everytime i got a bullet stop
neither really want i fit that everytime i rap
anytime i rap it to wrap you paul
neither really want i fit that everytime you rap
anytime you cr-p to battle a new pull

po-po-po-pom you better go run like a heavenly dog
trumble in fog, cuddled excessively happily loved
the animal stuck in a medley of mud, since im a compet-tive
son of a russian i’m rushing a man full of medicine in
embed as of men, and pin’em, men of repet-tive
healing this madisn finn and po-po-po-pom
i’m k!lling a k!ller i’m k!lling a fella an umbilical cord
as when i develop the word, you veriments heard
you veterans nerd, you better been skird
i’m never reserved’ i’ve never been served
you’ve never deserved a better dessert
i verbally splur, hyperbolly sir, i’m grippin’a enemie’s fur
i’m coming i’m grippin and i’m gonna ‘n limp and i
vac-m f-cking in someth i’m good at
butchering and pushing him second him up
people hacking him up where the f-ck is you wh0r- at?
humming and clipping im bluden im gurping you sucking a c-ck
gime me something i do what rochat coaching him soaking him up
people broken in a rob what the f-ck is you good at?
i’m pumping a fist and i’m stumping at brisson
i’m up in the bliss when i’m up in a prison
i’m rocking a wrist and i’m clocking you listen
i’m f-cking you dissing i’m talking you missing
i’m pumping a fist and i’m stumping at brisson
i’m up in the bliss when i’m up in a prison
i’m rocking a wrise and i’m clocking you listen
i’m f-cking you dissing i’m talking you missing

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