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feltzpreview - deadly melody lyrics

right now the world’s turnin’, everyday i feel like a worse person
body always hurtin’, haters always cursin’
i’m better then them for certain there actors lavar burton
stick to my circle i’m the greatest person
smoke an eight of grade and do some paper mache
had cannabis in my school desk cos i smoke it everyday
cause around here ain’t nothin’ changed
its still the same a load of rude students
that’ll walk inside your cl-ss happy slap you while there friends phones are shootin’
ask proove he could prove it
he dont even have to do it as a matter of fact
all of my verses will give you a heart attack
i’m in my bedroom smoking dope now the planes are staring back
got my music blaring, waiting for a chick to holla back
dressed in all black, got a couple tats on my skin
i dont need i.d in the club they know me and let me in
girls drunk off this drink taking ritalin
i’m tryna be the best rapper ever
i can’t afford a versace sweater
the only 50 shades of grey i see is on the hair of david wilder
muddaf-cker ain’t ever heard of a condom
i’m an -ss-ssin come and try jump me
i wouldn’t let n0body touch me
run them over in a f-cking humvee i’m banana’s (no) i’m f-cking monkeys
thc on my taste buds taste like f-dg-
to this flow u can’t be allergic
this flow like a surgeon ill cut you on purpose
my chick love my d-ck size to realize
i make her c-m she can’t handle it
she love sodomy i can bang with it
with my fat spliff in my left hand
and my fat d-ck in her right hand
i bust then bounce she like d-mn
i tell her i’m always spittin’, im always hittin’
like i’m always pimpin’
tryna get better at spitting off the top off the dome
i gotta keep it flowing like the water in my home
gotta keep it flying like i touchdown in rome
maybe do a show and shut down georgia
you can’t say i dont do nothing for ya
f-ck about with me ive got the heat i will boil you
smoke weed play reggaeton jump on a beat
can’t wait for the day i fly out to nyc
better know i’m the sickest
roll with real monsters no ickis
pull a chicken see that p-ssy and l!ck it
dream house like a plaza
dreaming of a convertible
sh-t kicking of like ferguson, but only the government can explain it all
all these hoes wanna bone like there dogs
waiting for the day the radio play me
blunts the same size as a ukelele?
where i’m from only god can save me
where i’m from ain’t n0body gravy
always eating getting mashed potatoes, haters i hate those
who say that i’m not good enough
or hood enough to talk all of this stuff
everyone can’t wait till i’m a goner
every beat i spit over i go hard, i’m a stoner
they say i’m so crazy
when i’m always on this spittin sh-t
ain’t sh-ttin’ it, that p-ssy im l!ckin’ it
everyday i’m out to get it
cos my dad told me to go and get it
everyday i’m on this boss sh-t
everyday i’m out for the pesos
everyday i’m running away from the holy ghost
tell them dont go there, cos your house you won’t go back
the hottest around i’m still that, 36 ounces in my backpack
its just the best in my set so f-ck the rest
smoking on the fess to cure my stress in the streets of west
bumping kanye west
in the f-cking whip bumping kanye west
let me flex cos you know i’m the truth
cos on the mic i always spit the truth
dont hate i do what i gotta do
i keep it 100 in the booth

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