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evil pimp - superman lyrics

(chorus: evil pimp)
busters act like superman, but bullets be your kryptonite
you best have your cape so you can fly up to the afterlife

(verse 1: evil pimp)
i peep, then creep, count sheep and go to sleep
you n-ggas got some problems, automatic’s gonna see
your flesh, a mess, my nuts you best not test
you player haters get free p-sses to my k!lling fest
confess, this nine, which i’ll rush you and touch you to your spine
can you handle the pain of my f-cking rouge chrome, if you can’t, then i advise you to hide
i dine, on blood, as i check off my job popping slugs
cause evil pimp is from the f-cking black market, i’m selling your organs in jugs
with sauces, your process, i takes no shorts or losses
your family found your body outside down on bl–dy crosses
my fortress for horses, with your blood i begin to paint portraits
take a run through the hall with blood stains on the wall and the trail of my mutilated corpses
i burst, it hurts, i love the way blood squirts
the pain and suffering is what like satisfies my thirst
your verse was worse, so better stay motherf-cking alert
when i give up my evil, i tend to see n-ggas be face down on the planet of earth

(chorus: evil pimp)

(verse 2: stan da man)
stan from the klan, gun in hand, acting like superman
blow a n-ggas -ss off, catch a lemon slipping is so simple and planned
buster put your hands up, like a broken mirror, i’m coming with bad luck
leaving n-ggas bucked bucked bucked, leave a lemon bleeding rotting in my trunk
north side n-ggas talking sh-t, understanding like they commit a felony
sweet robbery, shooting motherf-ckers my specialty
leaving corpses under my bed, hidden under lumber just from smelling so dead
model and fake under the map, superman n-ggas get shot in they head
hot as h-ll summertime, walking down the street perpetrating this crime
keep your family in the house while the stan man is walking out late night
scoping out the f-cking b-tch, n-gga don’t be knowing that he about to be hit
about to get a raise because we so quick, leave him fully shot then we get
hanging out the liquor store, getting me a miller so i got a buck-o
lighting up the swisha sweet, take a f-cking hit and i’m about to get blown
busters act like superman, but i got your kryptonite
if you really superman, stop this bullet from my nine

(chorus: evil pimp)

(end of the song)

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