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$harktooth - emotionle$ part iv lyrics

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b-tch they call me ted bundy
but i’m mixed with shakespeare
scheming my way into your brain
i will fill you up with fear
put the chrome to your dome
blast a cap right up in you ear
when you are f-cking dead
you cannot see you cannot hear

b-tch you keep them loose lips
you will taste some hallow tips
i got the gloves i got the mask
got the gun the brand new grips
i need a b-tch with the big hips
she needs some thighs
she needs to strip
grip the stick i let it rip
drive off in that brand new whip

sneaking all up in your crib
see your baby in the crib
heard your baby got a bib
go up the stairs
take off the lid
now i’m ripping out your ribs
all your money i call dibs
b-tch i ain’t no freddie gibbs
i’m not real i am a myth

2006 on the 6th day of june
hair starts to grow
it is a full moon
come near me
and meet your doom
see me lurking
at the dunes
b-tch i murdered all your goons
b-tch i’m paranoid at noon
all your threats
i am immune
playing my own f-cking toons



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