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hell's manager - ¿what’s the move? lyrics

yuh
ha ready
oooh

b-tch i be comin
and so fast i’m runnin
f-xk a b-tch then i summin the demon
the one i’m beamin so hard she screaming
then the gov tries to hide my facts
say it was impossible acts
say i was at the bar
they pull that card
then have me drive my car
and say i gave myself scars
all i did was l!ck her breast
when she died cause of stress
now you don’t wanna invest
or obsessed with my quest
k!ll ann or ex sick
meaning she was really skinny
or fiending not cleaning
looked nasty in a bikini
sorry just trying to be me
she be covered in fake tats
not talking ink that black
like me getting a 6 pack
and still smoking crack
i be doing the style not for a city
appearnley didn’t miss me
but will when i’m not fifty
and they be sixty
but forget like he diddy!
f-xk a little b-tch and nutty in her b-tty
not funny just dummy
then i get the big head like some sped
not fred or ed
and then i sell some products
cause i learn economics
yes i take a high cl-ss math
even though i’m a psychopath
and act like i’m on meth
but in reality i cause death

i be on next sh-t
i be livin reckless
i be changing drastic
and that’s facts b-tch
i be on the next sh-t
you be on some wack sh-t
faker than some plastic
and that’s facts b-tch

yuh
hard as f-ck mother f-cker
bicth

pop an exit
but you know not on accident
f-xk a b-tch like super repetative
i still claim to be in the rap game
cause i put “pros” to shame
pull up a website for kitties
cause i might k!ll specifically
high like a kite on thizzys
just kidding little bitty
be bidding on your pitty
when i f-xkin came back
most people agreed it was wack
hated at my old school new school
i guess imma fool
get out of this gene pool
get out of my face like mase
reverse but gotta for word play
in this verse i may
this is my real excape
when i’m recorder at the border
can afford it well sorta
sortin out the wack -ss rappers
only for clout, should be actors
and never return will get burned
like if bern was on stern
then swerve but not too diss
absurd just to drift
get a motherf-xking b-tch
to kiss her itch then throw a fit
but no miss that rich cl-t
but rapping i be triple timing
and fapping while triple rhyming
that crime didn’t catch the sublime
holy f-xk amazing like couger
or if i ever shoot ya
buts still peaceful like a buda
then i moved to f-xking mouch ya

i be on next sh-t
i be livin reckless
i be changing drastic
and that’s facts b-tch
i be on the next sh-t
you be on some wack sh-t
faker than some plastic
and that’s facts b-tch

yuh
thank you mother f-xkers
for listen too
the pit of excape or misery
dwam!

starting route to kingsgate…

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