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brahman_is_gone – tires lyrics

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with my glock, i c+ck it back and let it bang
brahman got perfect aim, inside your f+ckin brain x2
i just want your dna
k!lling b+tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame

kicking in your skull it kinda hurt like lego blocks
this image in my mind is your neck, in a knot
all these groupie b+tches, tell them go and kick rocks
brahman is exclusive to my b+tch, and you are not
plenty other people wanna be like me but they don’t have the b+lls , or galls , or the guts
b+tches call me daddy, but i’m gonna k!ll their daddy
smoke a fatty, where’s my gun and wheres my bradley

with my glock, i c+ck it back and let it bang
brahman got perfect aim, inside your f+ckin brain
i just want your dna
k!lling b+tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame



- brahman_is_gone lyrics

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