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bloody fat fucks - united state of x lyrics

[verse 1 – mean]

bff / usx – united state of the x
dtk / i dress to k!ll you b-tches off with the fats
i’m steady rollin with best you already know the facts
i’m sicker than a psycho cooking my beats up in the lab
its a wrap, i need a boost, go ahead gimme clap
my ego’s screaming for attention i might just need a slap
its impeccable that my sh-t go all hard up in the tracks
i’ll murder any body that comes and messes with the x
i pledge allegiance to the x and keep it real with the swag
murder beats, slaughter bars, throwing corpses into body bags
the lion city axe gang we expand
the school thoughts for the gifted / not all men can
understand why some times we so loco
the reason why we put the rap game in a chokehold
a breath of fresh air through the breeze
when we give the rap game some room to breathe

[chorus] x 2

we the freshmen / rolling with the best man
none can do it better like we do / like the x can

its the official axe gang argh!
in united state of x argh!

[verse 2 – yennadoushiii]

it’s the official axe gang, we don’t f-cking rest
never gone from the scene, we still f-cking blessed
yes, we exile you wack rhymes, extort your right minds
exhale your lifeline and i, pledge allegiance to the flag
to the x, to the swag, to the weight that i am
a bl–dy fat f-ck till i end-f-i-n-i-t-y
or at least till i die
but i’m not dead, i ain’t never scared
of the motherf-cking ruckus you brought, i take
so, protect your neck now
before i bring the axe out
and then i wipe your fam out
unless you step your game up
bring it up a notch or two
this is a game and this is how you play it through
we’re mean with the swag, go mad on this track
and if you don’t know, this is united state of x

[chorus] x2

[verse 3 – maddie]

we don’t cl1ck, boys / look at how i cl1ck toys
pull up at your house / cl1ck, boom! and i destroy
united state of x and we employ all you f-ckin’ rappers just to k!ll cos i enjoy / watch you die i k!ll / joy
this is ain’t no ploy and we just ain’t saying sh-t
unlike united states a boy, we f-ckin’ doin’ it
i don’t drop bombs on the call of the president but if my boys call i drop a bomb on the president
go ask your boys where i’m from / at woodlands i’m the f-ckin’ bomb
blew up in your face / now you can’t tell i didn’t warn
the bl–dy fat f–ks and that skinny m-th-f-cka
the sizes don’t fit but combination, ain’t no better
the cl-ss of 1-0 but i’m a f-ckin veteran
i don’t run from beef so you can’t call me vegetarian
the beef don’t come with no radio edit
i edit no beef for the radio to play it m-th-f-ckers!

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