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hot sizzle - wicked lyrics

[intro]
let me out
i ain’t did nothing
fine, have it your way
get me the fu+

[verse 1]
i tried to keep him away but yall keep calling him out
quietly crouching behind the couch with 2 glocks in my pouch
the family home slit his throat, while i’m holding his mouth
then in blood smear 2+1+6 on the largest wall in the house, i’m crazy
i’m not a loose bandit who’s all madness
been living within his attic to cause havoc on all of you b+st+rds
slaughter ya daughter run her over with a armored car
then park it in a park, taking offers to auction it off
kidnap ya kid from his crib see my knife is rigged
let him live just to see me throw his mom ribs in the fridge
lesson here you enjoy grinding my gears
every 5 to 9 seconds i’ma slash you with electric shears
if i him fishing or feeding pigeons i mean business
he gotta dive in that trunk, don’t mislead swimming
it’ll be me, not my ghost, causing injury
record it all, that’s how you pair a normal activity
impale you to a tree bark
start a campfire dancing around like a r+t+rd teed off yelling hee+haw
split you in half, weight ya body parts on opposite sides on a seesaw
which ever weights most let it bleed off on a clean cloth
shouldn’t of came here it ain’t safe here
“death is a fearful thing” i learned that from william shakespeare
but if the kindness in ya heart forgive my wrong doings
i stole ya small buick off drinking the wrong fluids
waiting on a call back inviting a saw trap
drawing measurements of where to cut the log at
all i need is a straw hat, bra strap
to make a long story short i’m a need all of that
until then ima beat you on conscience with a compass
’til the cops come knocking while i’m asking for profit
and if you keep yelling “stop it”
i’ma make sure your little bombing demonic thomas gets adopted
here’s a story ’bout my woman who i reason with
i wake up from a dream i was having seen who she creeping with
now i got plans to k!ll the woman who i’m sleeping with
and every single fellow i greatly assume she cheating with
seen he had a chin strap he did rap
i remember his son having bad hair, i get his kidnapped
she try to hide in any room in the house
i’ma bolt the windows and doors ignite the house so she can’t get out
insanely in love you gon pay me in blood
if you dont say who he was ima duck tape a grenade to ya skull
i’m facing the world with the bible in my bookbag
long as the heavens got my spine what’s the point of me looking back?

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