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brothagoose – cold cut lyrics

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i sleep with my back to the wall got one eye open
bet it all i’m fighting them off i won’t die hoping

can hear these demons beck’n they call that h-ll fire’s glowing
slip, trip, stagger or fall get up and keep going

sold my soul to the bag now i’m buying it back
don’t want what i had just look at the facts
things weren’t what they seemed now im living with that
if your roses are red i’ll take my flowers in black

i’ve had enouh of these games, enough of these pains
now i am knowing why people take lead to the brain
it’s always the same, always stuck with the blame
when trouble finds you, you always slip them my name

mainly kicked it with thugz, did too many drugz
looked at me wrong and i filled you with slugz

recklessly living this life is openly reckless
off you be showing, not knowing, i’ll put a hole where your neck is

f-ck what you claim, f-ck the set that you bang
put 2 in your dome then i’ll sh-t on your name

you’ve got this sh-t twisted thinking i won’t have you fitted
got your casket all measured that’s your wig you heard splitting

i’m calm like a bomb nitro glycerine sweating
better handle with care i’m iraq’s hidden weapon

i’m paceing, heart racing, the devil’s impatiently chasing me
instagating
just waiting, hopeing i fall to temptation

i admit it i did it, this b-tch stripped so i hit it, wasn’t wet to begin with so, i spit and slid in it
you say it is but it isn’t, said you did but you didn’t
f-ck you and your life b-tch, your pathetic just end it

life is a game and i’m on the last level
i’m selling kodak these smiles i’m pushing cocoa like pebbles
got an army of rebels, straight devils, riding pedal’s to metal
won’t just settle for h-llo’s, heart’s as black as the kettle’s

are you feeling me now, am i clear am i loud
have you told your b-tch husband we f-ck everytime i’m in town? ya i’m still putting it down, put her face to the ground
i climb up behind her and plant my flag in her mound

oppurtunities taken, the moves that i’m making, tounge between thighs equal legs that be shaking

gotten high off that pleasure but im addicted to pain
took corrosive doses of her like loaded shots to the vein
i know this sh-t’s poisonous, it’s in my life and destroying it
i’m hooked on the feeling she gives me, i’m out of my mind and enjoying it

ain’t n0body laughing this sh-t has stoped being funny, your just a stain on my bed, just a fly in my honey. are you hearing me money, talking sh-t and its runny, best pepto your mouth before i blow a hole in your tummy

a born instagator i’m planning trouble for later, i blew my prize all inside but first i sabatoged your mirena. your monthly dates running late, now your p-ssing on sticks, i’m a practical joker, i played a joke with my d-ck

and this surprises you maybe, you always said i was crazy, your lack of a consience has got me checking dumpsters for babies. ran into hobos and crazie’s and your girlfriend named stacey, kinda shady that lady i covered her biscuit with gravy

what’s this about us, must have a mouse in your purse, you ain’t making the cut best be leaving tracks in the dirt. cuz i got 4 or 5 women who love it when i’m up in them, quick to part with their denim, watching the viper fill them up with my venom

while the beats in remission i’m gonna take these few seconds, bless me please father as i make this confession. i f-cked all of your friends in every position and those stains on your pillow weren’t made by food from the kitchen. my aim is dead on i was deliberatley missing, no hugging or kissing, just repeated incision

i’m ready for war i’ve been battle tested, i hope in a vest you’ve got your money invested. come irratic, start static, so strategically tradgic, my trigger fingers are magic, i’m packing dual automatics

with haste i lay waste, enemy blood i can taste, i’ll ruin your funeral let that led take your face. now your momma is sobbing, she really hates this closed casket, tick-tock kaboom, i see she got my gift basket

now your whole family’s in pieces, scattered, tattered, ablaize, i got a box of ziplocks p-ss their remains off as yay

i know it sounds twisted, demented and disgustingly sick, but i’m laughing my -ss off as they try to get high off your sis and probably some of your brother, yeah i blew up your mother, mother f-cker i warned you, should’ve f-cked with another

would i be hurting your feelings if i said i had your b-tch kneeling, she had her mouth on the nozzle, i filled her tank up with s-m-n. now she’s moaning and screaming, is this a peanut b-tter cup that i’m eating, your girl taste’s just like a reeses, i split her in 2 then i candy coated the pieces

like a kite i’m high flying i’m on that all p-ssy diet, i f-ck these b-tches so good it might start a riot. now it’s all over town and your girl want’s to try it, i f-ck these b-tches so good if i was selling they’d buy it

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