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fiesta - punched up (eng) lyrics

[intro:]
aaaa uuuu, i just shat myself (what the f+ck, godd+mn mouth)
ugh, it stinks like f+ck
either the cat p+ssed itself or, f+ck knows, honestly
no, for real, what a stench. jerk (f+ck, again)

[verse 1:]
d+mn, stock preset, i don’t change the set
bless that, i’m used to it — percocet
rising fast, there’s a concept in my head
face+to+face with el — best duet
your rap’s defective, you’re all like cultists
i’m the adapter for you disciples
dropped dead like bugs, and i ain’t even used raptor
i’m my own author
down low — under, jumps like a salamander
sound harmony in me — mantras
broke but not uganda, naked — facts
naked truth in lyrics, dumbass, like ronaldo
brander, loud like thunder
my homies in their prime
red eyes, not from lime
snot like withdrawal
flow from ku klux klan — flawless
holy like a campus full of holes
f+cked your grandpa, i’m like krampus
this sh+t — no plunger can fix it
[verse 2:]
(ahahahah, detroit)
these bros got a heatwave — they wanna drill
bro sent a demo, but i hit delete
you’re my sh+t — i didn’t flush you
i got a crack recipe, got the book with me
bro’s sippin’ lean — we got a pink tee
ain’t “gold” no more, but got monkeys in my head
don’t teach me, dumbass, i’m not your nursery rhyme
hope this summer slaps like f+ck
f+cked a dude from the ghetto
a hungarian is stealing my lines
we’re cooking — not cutlets
between the legs — baguettes
saw el’s p+n+s — and it was excellent
hung up — then hung myself
rope, head, little pig
i hate rappers who yap about jersey club sh+t
i just dropped bars
my d+ck bald like one+punch man
s+m+nko’s b+st+rd son — glad i got a machos with me (and a macho girl)

[verse 3:]
freedom for arab women — they’re getting f+cked by f+cking arabs
sh+t+talking and avant+garde, you weren’t ready
el like scissors — caught someone yesterday
like a people — i have hands
i’m a wh0rehouse, in the bandlab b+tches
always with ya — i’m like a cookie
wanna be immortal like cookie
[outro:]
ki+ki+ki+ki+ki kikimoras (aaaa yaaaa pff)
detroit forever 2 (eeeee yay)
this sh+t got it all: jerk (y), detroit, lazer dim
and some ticking sh+t in the background — it’s p+ssing me off
(and yehor the spider) f+ck off (you f+ck off)
d+mn, too early
d+mn, yeah
yeah, shoulda done that fade+out
f+cking beatmaker’s a dumbass

- fiesta lyrics

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