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ev b, wes b - maniac lyrics

[verse 1: ev b]
i don’t make white music i make black music
rappers getting whacked for making whack music
i’m failing every cl-ss cuz i’m that stupid
i’ll take a picture of my -ss and then tattoo it
yeah the movie’s sold out but ima keep waiting
i’ll go inside of my old house and sleep naked
to my idol big ups i’m trynna meet satan
i’ll get a gun and stick up the police station
total war on the mic i’m k!lling anything
i’ll go for a morning jog in some skinny jeans
my flow’s deadly you bums better run quick
get a b-tch pregnant then punch her in the stomach
my flow’s hot give yo -ss a f-cking fever
jack off to a picture of justin bieber
i’m a motherf-cker because i rape moms
hijack an airplane with a fake bomb
mc’s don’t wanna see me in a standoff
diss me i’ll get hands on and cut your hands off
you can’t talk when i’m grappling your throat
your fruity n-gga i’ll feed you apples till you choke
your backbone will be broke if your snapping at the goat
i’ll toss you over board cuz i’m the captain of the boat
i’m laughing it’s a joke if your rapping and you boast
dissing me don’t make since like tackling your coach
i’m haggling the hoes trynna get my d-ck sucked
put a gun to her head it’s a stick up
i’m not an std but still a sick f-ck
told her i’m a squirrel just looking for a quick nut
dipped up right out of that b-tch guts
shot her twenty five times cuz she hiccuped
yeah i’m cold so have your jacket zipped up
compet-tion is like my b-tch because they get f-cked

[chorus: ev b] x2
as the times going on a n-gga’s getting older
born and raised in pasadena california
yeah n-gga where the lanes be at
so it turned me to a motherf-cking maniac

[verse 2: we$ b]
i grab a chainsaw then slice your face off
n-ggas want beef well where’s my steak sauce
rape a pregnant b-tch while i’m trynna be celibate
-ss kissing f-ggots are so irrelevant
i’ll choke your throat while i’m sniffing c0ke
being on the top you n-ggas better be below
putting f-ggots under dirt you can call that satan’s home
f-ck life because i was born alone
counting money and i was terrible at math
one word to describe me is a psychopath
gotta watch my back cuz i’m a maniac
i crush mc’s you just gotta face the facts
tired of living this f-cked up life and agitated
f-cking the world and still trynna ej-cul-te it
and m-st-rbate you moving at an average pace
deranged lunatic yeah on some stupid sh-t
rape a white b-tch i ain’t new at it
top shelf it’s another cold day in h-ll
so i flow like blood cells
in your body i told her to ride shotty
then i shot her in the back with a shotty
the butcher knife sharpened leaving stains on the carpet
corpse sticking up like a sweaty armpit
yo i’m a chip off the block from my pops
he was on drugs so i k!ll it and i love bud
i’m trynna hump while my d-ck in her c-nt
we all hungry so we go out and hunt
born on judgement day i f-ck -n-l and penetrate
wake up in the morning and then m-st-rbate
so f-ck what you gotta say
he’s the best and that’s what’s the crowd say

[chorus: ev b] x2
as the times going on a n-gga’s getting older
born and raised in pasadena california
yeah n-gga where the lanes be at
so it turned me to a motherf-cking maniac

- ev b wes b lyrics

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