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karri mondela - lost mah mind lyrics

[verse 1: karri mondela]
i use a butcher knife instead of a f+cking desert eagle
come down to my bas+m+nt, all you see is dead people
look into my face and realize that i’m so evil
wrote this in the flame, burning at the sigil
i shot that b+tch up just like f+cking dylan klebold
k!lling everybody, put a bullet through your keyhole
lethal injection, shoot myself with my own needle
i tie a nun up and rape her at the f+cking steeple
devil tried to possess me but his attempts wеre nothing feeble
just like charlеs manson but it’s me instead of the beatles
please don’t f+ck with me because these hollow tips are lethal
what you sow is what you reap hoe, baking soda plus a kilo
and a pound, and a freak hoe rolling dro’ while i get deepthroat
money by the ton, motherf+cker i feel just like c+bo
karri got like twenty hoes and you got like f+cking zero
this is cape fear, so you can call me robert de niro
i think i lost my mind, blow my brains out in the regal
i think i lost my mind, blow my brains out in the regal
[chorus: karri mondela]
ay, don’t get it twisted, we don’t f+ck with you
nah, we don’t f+ck with you, nah, we don’t f+ck with you
say it with me now
please don’t get it twisted, we don’t f+ck with you
say it with me now
we don’t f+ck with you, we don’t f+ck with you
please don’t get it twisted, we don’t f+ck with you, nah
please don’t get it twisted, we don’t f+ck with you, nah
please don’t get it twisted, we don’t f+ck with you, nah

[bridge: karri mondela]
f+ck everybody, you already know what the f+ck gon’ come b+tch
karri motherf+cking mondela, f+ck everybody
i’ma spray it at your motherf+cking brain
i’ll f+cking k!ll a baby, i’ll k!ll anybody
f+ck everything, i’ll k!ll anyone
i’ll k!ll you, f+ck you
these foes wanna talk down, hope you’re f+cking happy
you could never touch my motherf+cking nuts b+tch

[verse 2: 9mm.e]
f+ck, body in my trunk when i’m riding on the freeway
you could hold my blunt but you can’t hold my blade, yeah
told you to be quiet and now there’s blood drip on your face, d+mn
now you gon’ be quiet when i run up in your place, d+mn
make yo p+ssy ass run, yeah
make you relocate, d+mn
think that i’m playing but lil b+tch it’s not a game, yeah
sell your soul to the devil, b+tch you want that fame, yeah
f+cking with me, b+tch you gon’ learn your fate, d+mn
sorry man, you’s a b+tch, i can’t f+ck with b+tch+mades
sorry man, you’s a b+tch, i can’t f+ck with b+tch+mades
sorry man, you’s a b+tch, i can’t f+ck with b+tch+mades
sorry man, you’s a b+tch, i can’t f+ck with b+tch+mades

- karri mondela lyrics

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