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lil cargon - dimension lyrics

[chorus: lil cargon]
send the seller to the dimension
i use the job as a redemption
i don’t get drafts as a projection
k!lling no use without a intersection
there no steppin’
no learnin’ lesson
i’m burnin’ connections
you swervin’ a muscle flexin’

[verse 1: lil cargon]
redeem a code in no way of knowin’
you had a nozzle dissed on matel open
ragin’ a lot that you p-ssed the promotion
usin’ a huge cannon blaster which made your -ss broken
it ain’t safe, but there’s protection
i f-cked up the whole election
no type of prescription
subscribe to youtube, i need more subscriptions
has a eviction
landlord’s a doofus
i had to loot us
the lane wanna move us
no f-ckin’ way to deduce us
fragile like gl-ss but strong
crashin’ the skyscr-per like king kong
i’ma hunt ya at dawn
you’s a b-tch p-wn, lil n-gg-rd like papa johns

[chorus: lil cargon]
send the seller to the dimension
i use the job as a redemption
i don’t get drafts as a projection
k!llin’ no use without a intersection
there no steppin’
no learnin’ lesson
i’m burnin’ connections
you swervin’ a muscle flexin’

[verse 2: roid]
save it for the show, n-gg-
i’ma use an overdose liver
i am pale but dark ghost shizzer
hate to leave, but it’s godd-mn post river
use a peasant
for a infection
plague arriving, your hoe best in
usin’ facebook, and deliverin’ a message
you cause a headache
i never be a medic
your talents so mothaf-ckin’ pathetic
don’t f-ckin’ regret it
sharp tooth of a pet megaladon
i’ma shoot at a performance, just a ménage
f-ck the spa, they know no m-ssage
i have a thousand shooters in a garage

[verse 3: lil cargon]
knife struck the noob, like a knockout
i would be jailed, but i got out
even if warden gordon had fought out
no choppers had me locked up
live your life in depression
i know your first impressions
i’ll use a flute and a thermometer as weapons
i had to trade that godly for a legend
i’d be thriftin’
at ts, not television
i’d be a pope if i was christian
i just made it to the addition
in my sp-ce coupe of saunas
f-ck the coppers, and the poppers, and the shocker
smokin’ tobacco on a tube with a chomper
take a future chopper, and half-piranha, like futurama
in wakanda, like obama, and my comma, in flip o’rama
tattletail and mama, in pajamas, kd cut by a katana

[verse 4: k33l]
fred in the phone for my f-ckin’ retainer
used a rubber pack as a container
heard of that red-haired gamer
he might be subscribed to the mayor
just a correction
don’t use the detection
i snuck to the kitchen
i roasted a corpse and chicken
i’m the d-mn concession
better listen
pay attention
you’ll promise to never pop a stiction
my little stupid subjective
is rated restricted
i use my hater’s foot as a collective
even if his eye color is tinted
it’s just what a n-gg- suggested
i’m godd-mn handsome and fitted
poontang revist tweaked the settings
explode the walking dead tombs for living

- lil cargon lyrics

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