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l.crafter - bonfire lyrics

[l.crafter] ok, a monster and you know it, a bear up in the forest/ goldilocks came in, and tried to eat our porridge/ we came back at it and popped up to get continued, and just like these beats she became a part of the menu/ now we got these n-ggas scared running through a temple, lyrics gunning through my menstrual, style messing up my denim/ flow is more mixed then a girl on her menstrual, you couldn’t get rid of me, n-gga c0ke in yo system/ these animalistic quality’s of why they try to stop my words, n-gga s and an apostrophe, but everyone that tried that ended up at the cross road with bone thugs n harmony, yeah/ i am crafter just go ask her, for every girl that’s on her back, now she is calling me her master/ yeah that’s right i whip lashed her, couldn’t go this hard last year, but now i’m hitting every target with bow and arrow, that’s half a sphere/ haters talk but i forget them, don’t respect them, just reject them, and if you a dog you look neglected, yeah i said it, you don’t look fed/ and you can’t do yo best on an empty stomach, so you never spitting anything that special/ they say i’m a joke and i just laugh it off, they say that i’m tripping but i walk it off/ i roll with the punches cause i haven’t had enough hate, cause i’m pointing to the top like i’m wearing a dunce cap, yeah/ telling me to stop but like santa’s little helper, i must rap, these bars around this track, better start catching up/ running every lap, and i snap on everything like tyga’s last hat, sleeping on the kid, the point of no return your last nap

[jack frost] looks whose back from his motherf-cking paradise, rolling through the forest attacking n-ggas like parasites/ sly and l the crafter hotter then 1000 fahrenheit, we’ll pull up to yo crib with drive by’s on broken mountain bikes/ with no mask see me clear as yo reflection, leonard k!lled this beat this is a f-cking resurrection/ and if i’m up on the mic you keep it quite like you testing, my flows disgusting as vomit that comes from an erection/ i’m a curse my birth has never been a blessing, go to church and knock you side ways you two-stepping/ i spit hot inside the booth with the fire of two weapons, i hopped up on this track with the answer for two questions/ who are you? and what the f-ck is yo rap mission? bringing real to this game, cause all i see is a lot of b-tches/ claim you got the money and the cars and you so efficient, please, the only time you make a mill is in the kitchen/ now do the dishes if you ain’t notice i’m k!lling it, no need to reverse the song, you can hear the evil in my sentences/ atm we making green flow like photosynthesis, show me another teen from chicago and say he ill as this/ i’m the sickest you can catch me like the common cold, my ink murders this paper i’m dropping n-ggas like domino’s/ atm the family and we the sh-t like potty holes, i was snorting, shooting, sealing, and robbing as a snotty nose/ the old saying every entrance is a exit, so i stuck my d-ck inside this game its lost in the intestines/ so if you coming in this game look for my erection, it’s so big a thousand h-rny nuns couldn’t bless it

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