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ghozt tha dmented - suck a dick lyrics

[intro: ghozt tha dmented]
all you motherf+ckers slept on the wrong person
if you think this song’s about you, it probably is
and i got one thing to say

[verse 1: ghozt tha dmented]
thought i wouldn’t k!ll but now i’m up in their assh0l+ (assh0l+)
i know it burns like i was spitting tabasco
on that wave, friends, ’cause you seein’ that cash flow
don’t make me cut you motherf+ckers up like x+acto (xacto)
my team is brutal, pitbulls, you poodle
flow from the womb, i don’t need your approval (need your approval)
type “what’s a f+ggot?” [déja, name of a poodle?]
every rapper’s michaelangelo, you b+tches are doodoo (doodoo)

{verse 2: ghozt tha dmented]
middle finger up to everyone who’s ever doubted me
steppin’ right up to your face, you actin’ cowardly
i chill like norman bates (bates) when you’re showering
and when i get up on the stage (stage), i’m devourin’
so where the f+ck you at now (now)? return mute
crawl on down into the ground like a worm do
i’m in your b+tch ’til the p+ssy turn purple
h+llfire flows, you can call them infernal
[chorus: ghozt tha dmented]
said i wasn’t sh+t, you can suck a d+ck
now i’m makin’ hits, you can suck a d+ck
say you in a clique, you can suck a d+ck
never get at brutal business, f+ck you, b+tch
said i wasn’t sh+t, you can suck a d+ck
now i’m makin’ hits, you can suck a d+ck
say you in a clique, you can suck a d+ck
brutal business run a train on your f+ckin’ b+tch

[verse 3: ghozt tha dmented]
i k!ll rappers, mail beats to the morgue
chop heads off shoulders when i reach for my sword (my sword)
i told you to quit but you proceed to ignore
so i can’t abort until i feast on your f+ckin’ corpse
it’s more than a war, i’ma master my craft
haters bitin’ my tracks, enjoy a little snack (enjoy a little snack)
my words make fiends off every morsel like it’s crack
every track i record’s an immortal that i hatch

[chorus: ghozt tha dmented]
said i wasn’t sh+t, you can suck a d+ck
now i’m makin’ hits, you can suck a d+ck
say you in a clique, you can suck a d+ck
never get at brutal business, f+ck you, b+tch
said i wasn’t sh+t, you can suck a d+ck
now i’m makin’ hits, you can suck a d+ck
say you in a clique, you can suck a d+ck
brutal business run a train on your f+ckin’ b+tch
[verse 4: ghozt tha dmented]
stab you with a dull axe, peel it back
stomp motherf+ckers out like i’m k!llin’ ants
both hands spin blades like ceilin’ fans
put a pump to your whip like i’m fillin’ gas (gas)
haters talk that sh+t but they vanish like ghosts
i pull on the strings while you walk the tightrope
i’m a psycho, light your house up like lightbulbs
and i won’t stop ’til you die (’til you die)
eyes closed

- ghozt tha dmented lyrics

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