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icydarabbit - oh my god! lyrics

it’s the beginning, and i am f+cking winning
y’all not prepared for the flames that i’m bringing
in a panicked state with your arms all swinging
round and round with your head all spinning
i’m sweeping up the floors like a broom
hide in your shelters prepare for your doom
covering the sky with a big mushroom
followed up with a sound of a sonic boom

give the ak and i will one tap, +bang bang+
rounding up the ammo i’ll c+ck that
rounding up the wall and imma bust that
and every mother f+cker saying they could top that
wiping out all these the haters into extinction
setting all these f+ckers up for the crucifixion
you can’t see, smoke is all in your vision
got the sniper loaded and i’m in my position
only one shot so i gotta make it right
thinking that you would even put up a fight
in between the eyes i gotta say goodnight
i got you in my mind and in my sight
now i got you all meeting me eye to eye
hands are all steady got to c+ck it back right
you really thought i would believe your lies
gotta hit ’em right back like a counter strike

there will be no one that i’ll spare
step up to me, if you f+cking dare
punch out the lungs, make you loose your air
coming out of nowhere, like a jumpscare
gonna leave you dead, without a trace
i need to put you into your f+cking place
play my cards right, hit me with the ace
last man standing coming in the first place

oh my god, god, god, god
god, god, god
oh my god, god, god, god
god, god, god, oh my
call in the team, let’s set the bar quick
i had enough of you motherf+ckers talking sh+t
i’m digging your graves, getting wider with the dig
gonna turn this mess into a mosh pit
all you motherf+cker really getting outsmarted
i know these f+ckers are a little light hearted
and our party only just getting started
bombs all ready you could say i’m guarded
hands are getting dirty, gotta sanitise
straight to your mind, i will vandalise
lyrical murder gonna criminalise
going straight to the cut like circumcise
got them so attached imma hook ’em
life is such a b+tch so you know i push her
you so shy, lemme introduce ya
gonna have to round up the boys like butcher

lines round up, just practicing
lookin’ you fail, got me cackling
gonna a need a little bit of medicine
mind so blown, lit up crackling
so locked up, it’s your cage that i’m rattling
gonna make you all disappear like madeline
you’re so fake, got you looking like a mannequin

its an illusion, nothing as it seems
i got these branches, all bark, like a tree
open up the window, have to let in the breeze
my flow, infectious, achoo, like sneeze
pupping up the bass, better put it to the max
meeting on that cord, all voice, no chat
it’s all stacked like i’m living in my bank
moneys all silent cause it folds like that
feels like i’m going toe to toe with jordan
going in to fast, bet this music is foreign
taking up my drinks to a bigger proportion
i’d like to shoutout my boy, captain morgan
not even half way through the show
look at them streams, so high, let em grow
like scrouge mcduck i’m in that dough
now it’s time to switch the flow

oh my oh my oh my, oh oh oh
oh my, oh
oh my
one, two, rabbits gonna k!ll you
three, four, better lock your door
five, six, grab your crucifix
seven, eight, better stay up late

yea, you better say awake
cause if you close them, they’re mine to take
i gonna cut the wounds and rip off your face
and then i’m gonna wear it round like leather face
talking about my honey, girl you’re just lose change
you’re just so confused like your stuck in a maze
got me feeling shaking cause i’m loving all the rage
it time to wake up the diss demon again

who the f+ck are you talking about
and what the f+ck are you on about?
imma cut throats b+tch better shut your mouth
bet you got your own gravity, round about
you’re so fat you are the dog pile
you getting no links like a pdf file
get in the shower b+tch, you so vile
better open up wide like a chelsea smile

close your mouth b+tch, t++th looking like b+tter
every time you walk, i can feel the floor shutter
thinking this a joke, b+tch did i f+cking stutter?
oh my god b+tch, those aren’t tits, those are udders
bet you’re only big cause your full of lies
you should’ve not messed with bonnie and clyde
like the weeknd, your blinded to the lights
got so many chins, sh+t, the hills got eyes

and it says that on your bio that you can bake
d+mn, no wonder than your like that, deadweight
bet you can’t take off the mask cause you sound so fake
real friends? 6 feet, gave a hug, back break
no rules of this game, that’s a part of the diss track
the only rap you knowing is a part of the mcwrap
so high on yourself, should’ve gone to rehab
cause fat people are harder to kidnap

you have all just witnessed up a bl++dy murder
do not tell a soul and i will not hurt ya
do not make a move, need to draw the curtains
bout to make a wish, all tim, like turner
coming for the k!lling, gonna let the blood drop
coming into the scene, better have your door locked
thinking your queen, what’s a queen to a god?
making them believe like oh my
god (oh my god)

- icydarabbit lyrics

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