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guerilla - ba$tard lyrics

[verse 1:]
who that boy with the fat -ss ego? (ego)
well that’s me tho
who that boy with his hair like chemo?
that ain’t me bro
my eyes look like diamonds, sierra leone, paint the town red, let my presence be known
lately i never been f-ckin alone, if you step up to me i’ll be breaking your bones
i don’t second guess
i don’t f-ck with sets
i don’t f-ck with people
i gave love till nothing’s left
all of your homies be suckin you off for the sh-t that you make and be leechin your clout
i don’t mean literal, f-ck a subliminal – you ain’t be living what you talk about

[hook:]
insane, b-st-rd
f-ck boy you an actor
lil cracker you a cancer
all your problems don’t matter

insane, b-st-rd
f-ck boy you an actor
lil cracker you a cancer
all your problems don’t matter

[verse 2:]
pourin’ some gin in my soda
just so the night will be over
waking up under the trees
light me a cig then i throw up
spendin’ my nights in your backyard
you ain’t a rockstar, b-tch you ain’t that hard
ever since schoolyard, don’t f-ck with goyard
don’t f-ck with gucci
f-ck with me you gettin’ cut like a movie
i lost my mind now my mind tryna lose me
kick it like a roundhouse, i’m tryna do me
punk in my genes like some spikes on some ksubi’s
f-ck what you say, you a lame, you a groupie
don’t f-ck with fake ones that tryna pursue me
inglorious b-st-rd my life is a movie
f-ck an incel i might buy me a uzi

[bridge:]
f-ck all these n-z- yuppie c-nts
guerilla bout to go out on a hunt
incels can go suck up on my c-ck
genocide to these motherf-ckin chumps
nra can go f-ck off with they glocks
gonna put your whole family in a dump
inbred cause you call your women sl-ts
and you think that your daughter wanna f-ck
b-st-rd (6x)
yeah

[outro:]
terrorist to the americans
please get the f-ck out my area
i wanna be the new marilyn
i’m realer so b-tch i am scarier
power to the proletariat
my heart on my sleeve, where i carry it
talkin’ my sh-t cause i’m arrogant
all your sh-t sounding the same, it’s embarr-ssing
i’ll cut the throat of the president
guerilla my tactics, i’m heavensent
i’m just a man on a rant
caught me red-handed, there’s blood on my hands
i’ll cut the throat of the president
guerilla my tactics, i’m heavensent
i’m just a man on a rant
caught me red-handed, there’s blood on my hands

- guerilla lyrics

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