la coka nostra – made you look lyrics
the llama you came to drag me to h-ll demons attack where sanity dwell humanity fell from the mouth of a ? profanity hill that was fist-raised jaggedy nail illuminati grail, seven seal nations battle gods with devil’s ? rebels sprayed by -ss-ssins with sh-lls crazy adolescents that kill, mac 11’s and pills everything william cooper was talking about then is happening now malachi york was way ahead of his time, truth is wild how both of them have been discredited and edited yeah nostradamus ? irrelevant there’s a reason it’s called programming propaganda loop random truth, cannibal xanadu, channel 2 cameras who multiple panel view jumping out of planes without a parachute born with an att-tude landing at ground zero lat-tude that dude got his head smashed in the door his b-tch swore she ate britney spears’ p-ssy in the bathroom at pure attention wh-r-s always asking for more sniff around on all fours acting like she wanna vacuum the floor a suicide girl into charles manson and p-rn she like nas so she dance to this song, listen
[verse 2: slaine]
yo my knuckles are sore from punching motherf-ckers in the jaw ruin these jeans, slipping on a slippery floor they gave me four six figures and syphilis sores walking through the f-cking halls b-lls big as a horse sniffing the raw, never made me different before now i act like an -sshole with the criminal thought i think when i drink i think i drink too much these cops always wanna watch me and clink me up am i being paranoid? do i think too much? while these p-ss-es pushing me and being pink too much i’m a rebel on the rhythm swinging, sting you up be careful and fearful of all the things you trust y’all mixed race cats coming to my show sh-t-faced come and get your face fixed, fix face mixtape all of y’all sucking on my hog, how my d-ck taste? get your teeth displaced if my f-cking fist breaks i’mma beat you down with the elbow or sh-lltoe forehead, f-cking ?, who the h-ll knows? broken cheeks, backbones, hip disc, crack phone you can’t even walk in the kitchen when you’re back home imagine if you killed me just how p-ssed my villains be how many times your wife will be raped and where all your children be i’m a hundred percent, you’re a one in a million, g and you can’t f-ck with me or my dms crew neither you’re too p-ssy and too beaver get the f-ck out of here you, i’m done rapping you f-ggot motherf-ckers get the f-ck out of here
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