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h3rmetic - c10 lyrics

[intro: h3rmetic]
h3rmetic on the track
gonna drop some straight fire, yeah
you don’t even know

[verse 1: h3rmetic, h3rmetic & salazar2splashy]
i’ma pull up with the gang, you p+ss me off, i let that sh+t bang (boo)
you’re p+ss scared that you’re gonna get rocked
i got your girl and she’s sucking my c+ck (salivatic)
yeah you know i’m sniffing them packs
’cause i’ll be stacking up all my racks (got it)
you walk around with these fake guns
yeah, you see me and you better run (you’re hidin’)
this ain’t a joke, i ain’t having fun, yeah
you see me, you better run, yeah (runnin’)
i got your mum and she’s giving me bum
she wants to give head, nah, that’s no fun (not funny)
i don’t wanna spend more p on that hoe
’cause she likes feet, i say that’s gross (disgusting)
i’m not you, i don’t l!ck toes
yeah you’re a b+tch and you’re so gross (b+tch)
i’ma pull up with the gang, you p+ss me off, i let that sh+t bang (pew, pew)
you ain’t paying your fee
you will see
you’re no longer my best g
go to visit your nan
she’s gone, you’ve got no gran (where is she?)
don’t come looking for her (no)
or you’ll get shot
everyone knows your mum’s a thot (yucky)
you think you’re bad when you got no dad (dad)
he ran ’cause he saw how sad
his kids were when they got older (you’re a f++++t)
you think your big, yeah, you look like a boulder (fatty)
you’re so fat we call you “the plug”
you walk around acting so smug
when you’re the one that’s getting mugged
when you run, you sweat jugs (disgusting)
now you know not to mess with me
try and you will see
i’ll chase you and you will flee
call your mates when they’re all p+ssies (they’re g+y)
it’s pointless when i always win
we all know you live in a bin
walk around with an empty bottle of gin
yeah, pretending to drink, nah, that’s nothing (you’re fake)
you will see
you wish you was me
and that’s not happenin’
so turn around and go home to your bin (you’re garbage)
no one wants you here and that is fin
[verse 2: salazar2splashy & suyori]
you don’t wanna get rolled in a pack, i’ll smoke you up like pablo’s gold (gold)
me and h3rmetic that’s tag team chingings, you know my boys run road (oi, grab him)
think you’re on sh+t but you’re just a nique, k!ll you in front of your friends (you’re dead)
like walter white, we’re cooking that meth, c10h15n
we got that formula perfect (ten ten)
you know we never get caught (never)
your dad was lacking on ones (lacking)
he slipped and tripped, got bored (ching)
we went round to your sister’s (mmm)
you know we stole her kids (they’re yummy)
used her as a toy like story (uh)
then sent her round to sid’s (burn)
salazar in the booth, no capping (no)
we live this life, no rapping (yeah)
h3rmetic is really trapping (trap, trap)
your mum’s fat ass we’re tapping (woo)
don’t come round here or me and boys will roll you in a riz (rah, where’s my baccy?)
if you ever have a daughter (mmm)
you know she’s eating my jizz
come to my block, digest some slugs (yeah)
you and your bros are just some mugs (wet)
ran away when you saw spartannkidd, yeah, you fatties were sweating jugs (no delpy)
michal just ordered a bk, and i slipped some ricin in (he’s lydia)
see his photo in the paper on tuesday (dead)
and i’ll spaff all over his chin (mmmm)
i wanna watch him die, take his body and give a creampie (splat)
you know i love jesus, yeah, jesus is my guy (see the jesus)
drill and repent like dizz, but we ain’t gettin’ that 12.5 (never)
feds can chase all they want, but they’ll never catch me and my guys (too splashy)
yeah, your nan just gave me a bj (mm)
and i came all over her tits (sploof)
just ate your grandad’s cooking (blergh)
and now i’ve got the sh+ts
i really need a f+g, i’m itching like i’ve got nits
me and h3rmetic so oj, on the track we’re doing bits (aye bro, you smoke?)
(salazar on the track)

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