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g-mo skee & stu bangas - evil plans lyrics

[intro]
yeah! g+mo skee! hahaha! filth city!

[chorus]
i told y’all i would be the man
now i’m finna show y’all all my evil plans
i’ve been goin’ so hard you can’t see me fam
b+tch i’m finna smoke y’all with my evil plans
i told y’all i would be the man
now i’m finna show y’all all my evil plans
i’ve been goin’ so hard you can’t see me fam
b+tch i’m finna smoke y’all with my evil plans

[verse 1]
yeah! look! yo!
this ain’t a rap, this a ritualistic sacrifice
but when it come to rappin’ right, i nail it like the hands of christ
a million n+ggas marchin’ down your street like the actors’ strike
throwin’ your goin’ away party to the afterlife
a soul eater, i used to scare my old teachers
they asked what i want to be when i grow up, a cult leader
pro skater goin’ inside her p+ssy with four fingers
wreakin’ of roadk!ll and i’m hopin’ it won’t linger
f+ck the sweet talk, my heart need to defrost
g+mo skee raw like an uncooked meatball
i’m a1, the rest of y’all weak sauce
your favorite rapper is catty, he went puff daddy having a freak+off
i am nothing normal, i can summon portals
cut a unicorn’s throat, drink his blood, and become immortal
i’m comin’ towards you and i promise i got something for you
i will leave a motherf+cker boiled in a drum of oil
i’m not a songwriter, i’m a rottweiler
you gon’ see a n+gga act an animal, rob schneider
took my hat off, the sh+t is crawlin’ with small spiders
treat a man like nba jam, he’s on fire
never say my name, take the advice
your furniture will levitate if you say it precise
tell marshall applewhite i said thanks for the nikes
i survived heaven’s gate, i wasn’t drinking it right
i hope you in shape ’cause you might get chased with a knife
until you sprain your ankle and you unable to fight
f+ck with me, you smokin’ cocaine in a pipe
n+gga, i will strangle your wife with the chain of a bike
the filth is major, f+ck what they said, them n+ggas haters
you gon’ find a couple of they heads in my refrigerator
listen to my music minutes later, you on a ventilator
i will feed a f+ckin’ demonstrator to a pen of gators
a pair of goggles, weed whackers, and lawn tools
it’s something like a surgery but call it what you want to
now let me disconnect this small tube with a sharp spoon
your f+ckin’ chest torn apart, i can see your heart move
sayin’ sh+t that’s uncalled for, i drop gore
this is hardcore dog p+rn in art form
to them tw+t sores tryin’ to c+ckblock more
tell ’em all give me top org ’til your jaw’s sore
i was not born, i’m a h+llsp+wn born
they had to chop h+rns off my forehead with god’s sword
they gon’ kind you floatin’ offshore with your arms torn
off your body looking like somebody from the gulf war
[chorus]
i told y’all i would be the man
now i’m finna show y’all all my evil plans
i’ve been goin’ so hard you can’t see me fam
b+tch i’m finna smoke y’all with my evil plans
i told y’all i would be the man
now i’m finna show y’all all my evil plans
i’ve been goin’ so hard you can’t see me fam
b+tch i’m finna smoke y’all with my evil plans

- g mo skee stu bangas lyrics

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