epileptics (mex) – nadia comaneci lyrics
the antichrist superstar, hyperpunkstar+no guitar
and if i was in world war 3
they would call me+call me: le spitfire
the antichrist superstar, hyperpunkstar+no guitar
and if i was in world war 3
they would call me+call me
it’s about to get too rowdy f+cking right now
growing h+rns, i’m terror propaganda
the day i was born the+the earth died
dro+drop dead in your ig
crushing all your iphones and f+ck your drip
f+ck… money
anti god
like a 3+6, like a 3+6+6
i’m the destroyer and high fashion k!ller
404 zero gang
straight up, f+ck that sh+t
i roll alone without clica
paralyze, terrorize, prosecuted, i’m freaked out
lines, motorola, paranoid+hypothermia
mom, dad+voices+schizophrenia
b+tch, this is how braincells sound dying
a dead man talking, cannot be lying
the antichrist superstar, hyperpunkstar no guitar
and if i was in world war 3
they would call me+call me le spitfire
the antichrist superstar, hyperpunk star no guitar
puta! se me cayo el niño dios
and i just k!lled rock and roll
soy un holograma de hannah montana
but b+tchier and browner and packing katana
post+human mode, i’m higher than lana
only mortals speak usd and balenciaga
an exoskeleton, illegal external
died a hundred times, f+cking eternal
in every country an illegal
day after day me suicidaaa
a spectral guerrilla
in scream i was the ghost face k!ller
cops getting shot compilations
people dying uncensored
running sweating cold
running sweating cold
i’m on the board of my weekly crisis
i shot versace
crack!
decoded fibonacci
faster than nadia comaneci
bomb attack at milan fashion week… i’m laughing
p+ss on your gucci
a chainsaw to your yeezys
let’s f+cking re+crucify jesus
razorz the main cryptosubject
keep showing your sh+t on the stories y te cae el kidnap
machetazo sound system
full vossi bop+ragga
superstyling! bodies hanging from their gold chains
and if i spot you, ra+ta+ta+ta+taaa!
la santa muerte, deep web y aderall
10 key de pura y 6 de cristal
don’t care about anyone soy as+xual
i am a hunter and sell you suicide
find me in the tears of rich parents
thieves like us, tengo drugs in my body
making earthquakes and a million tsunamis
boy you are drowning? sorry i don’t speak armani
bow down for the third world god
getting shot at your high school
para la suka a bazooka
najui zhizn, najui tebya
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