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international matador - romance of the three kingdoms lyrics

[verse 1]
b+tch, get off the stocks
get off yo’ ass, pick up the glock
i been waiting ten days for the over sock
let me hit a backwood and then we’ll dock
let me ruin sh+t like a b+tch on flakka
watch me blow in her yappa’
candice fell on sh+t and she can’t go goomba
hit the choppa’ and we landin’ i ain’t black momba
bling on the zing the roasts on top
spill the product say get the mop
my hairline improved i ain’t going bald
you a b+tch you only talk sh+t on alt
pull out the habanero i’m feelin’ spicy
pull out game on top if you entice me

[chorus]
see the stars, i been on my sherlock holmes sh+t
k!ll elon musk on mars, b+tch get freaky with the forty+seven
b+tch run thе jewels, i’ll take you to hеaven

[verse 2]
you snitched for your life
the wound was made you twisted the knife
you can’t see the strife
get your head on a pike
farmers slaving wheat with the scythe
marley and me, i k!lled your dog
couldn’t pay his bills, rip schlawg
totojira put a bounty on my f+ckin head
i see the raw sh+t dutch want me f+ckin dead
juvenile detention my t++th want retention
that lil’ p+ssy saw the mention three kingdoms level of tension
i mastermind sh+t on nuclear fission i’m not listening she b+tchin’
don’t open the car
let the hobo starve
i’ll watch the mayday call
trash can over the stall
[chorus]
see the stars, i been on my sherlock holmes sh+t
k!ll elon musk on mars, b+tch get freaky with the forty+seven
b+tch run the jewels, i’ll take you to heaven
see the stars, i been on my sherlock holmes sh+t
k!ll elon musk on mars, b+tch get freaky with the forty+seven
b+tch run the jewels, i’ll take you to heaven

[verse 3]
bobby setting on the rod
not in landstown missin’ sal dodd
and i ain’t waiting on a k!ll list
them bitter demons ain’t safe from the pillest
dna, rna the whole aegis rim soundtrack
the stereo screen raw and it’s loud black
heard you crying cry some more you gon’ feel the rust
had your b+tch screaming my name like coach hurdle says nick buss
i look under the chef hat and i’ll find the rat
i hate trauma cuz trauma put a glock to my boy’s head and there ain’t nothing funny about that

[outro]
lost chef pete, something changed at yorktown
i feel it’s rough they gon’ let me drown
i didn’t mean to let you down
this ain’t romance this is slaughter the town

- international matador lyrics

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