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claas - bleed lyrics

[intro: claas]
dancing on the beat
yeah! lsp! let’s go

[verse 1: claas]
with claas back you motherf+ckers are done, ha
i eat cats like i’m motherf+cking mumm+ra
but i ain’t talking p+ssy like you dudes be (nah!)
all you d+ck n+ggas looking small like a new beat
so let’s go and hit ’em all with the wire bat
n+ggas askin’ us ’bout lsp like they got wire taps
but sh+t we ironclad, give ’em that iron fist
clizzle be k!llin’ it, to murder y’all my final wish
b+tch, y’all ain’t trying sh+t and i ain’t buying that
leave they bodies in the sewers with the dying rats
like where the mayans at? you know i bе pushin’ back
lex luger thesе n+ggas, put ’em all in the torture racks
i’ll attack, i’m ’bout to beat ’em thinkin’ i’m negan
i’ll leave ’em lying and bleeding, maybe i’ll kick they t++th in
repeat it on all the rest, cleaning ups is what’s needed
i mean it so think i’m bluffin’ and you’ll be seeing my demons
[pre+chorus: claas]
got to get ’em, i got murder on the mind
and i think it’s ’bout that time
leave a f+ckin’ body underneath the floor
i ain’t f+ckin’ with these rappers anymore

[chorus: claas]
let ’em bleed! they can all bleed from their neck
bleed from they wrists, bleed ’til they death
bleed! they can all bleed from they chest
bleed from that sh+t and i ain’t f+ckin’ done yet

[verse 2: claas]
yeah! i gotta give ’em something they can die to
that hard sh+t that you can’t even take a life to
that snuff sh+t that has ’em crying in a dark room
call me mr. blonde while i’m dancing making ’em shark food
ha! scream and bite the motherf+ckin’ curb b+tch
give that bird flip, start the purge as my words spit
hot sh+t, that k!ller give ’em that thriller
deliver that f+cking violence for dinner, i am a winner, n+gga!
so what you really wanna say?
when you’re down upon your knees and you’re begging me please to stay?
away ’cause you don’t really want to die today
ain’t no motherf+cking rewind, now we’re only pressing play
fast forward and leave you n+ggas destroyed
you f+ckin’ with lsp, then the troops are getting deployed (lsp)
so just avoid, it’s lyrical f+ckin’ snuff
we’ll torture the industry ’til it’s yelling it’s had enough
[pre+chorus: claas]
got to get ’em, i got murder on the mind
and i think it’s ’bout that time
leave a f+ckin’ body underneath the floor
i ain’t f+ckin’ with these rappers anymore

- claas lyrics

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