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lord sizzle - namek fm lyrics

(you are now listening to namek fm)

what these n-ggas talkin’ ’bout?
i’ve been spittin’ this stank like i’m eatin’ sauerkraut
in the south with some gold in my mouth
and a house with a couch and a b-tch on it, quiet as a mouse
cheesestick crumbs on her blouse
bumpin’ faust arp on c-ssette tape
knees bent, counting these duckets, gettin’ doused by badets full of perrier in la
layin’ on a lion fur, gettin’ laid
gettin’ paid in suede shoes, i can’t lose
new b-tch with a tattoo on her -ss too
gas mask, i eat it fast, this snafu’s now on snapchat, my fap bank, and redtube
dead dudes with lead holes, i can’t keep my eyes closed
slide it low with the lock down
loud frowns, tight clowns, bl–dy nightgowns
dim-litted town full of dimwits searchin’ for a brown cow
how now, my eyes burn, my lighter went rogue, now i wear locs
i got a hot nurse, though, and she like baroque pop
and she got post that i got this broke c-ck
she handed me the pot and said, “boo, you need to get in the hammock…
…i’ve never seen a n-gga smoke this much green since namek”

n-ggas poppin’ n-ggas on the daily, think they got them rabies
k!ll a n-gga’s lady for the payment, bulletproof mercedes
at the am/pm ’cause i hit her in the dm
i was beamin’ out the bimmer ‘fore i even f-ckin’ seen ’em
i done tucked the plastic reaper in the seater
shoot a n-gga twice, watch him bleedin’ by the liter
and a needle in a n-gga arm got me in the cotton
why my n-gga k!ll himself? why n0body stop him?
clompin’ in the muddy waters where them n-ggas dump your daughter
brother, sister, mother, wish they would’ve took my f-ckin’ father
bl–dy nikes and harry potter gl-sses, i was grabbin’ -sses on the avenue where she’s takin’ pole dancin’ cl-sses
watermelon arizona and a rom of castlevania on the iphone, gettin’ dome, watchin’ wrestlemania, uh…
that’s a h-ll of a night, screaming, “oh amygdala, you a h-ll of a dyk-”
eating deli, doing celibate right
i’ll sell the tape and buy cases of some real dirty sprite
you in my sights, lord sizzle signing off, good night
but first i’d like to say what it do to n-ggas i went to school with
f-ck you and you, ya fat b-tch
think you safe on the computer, but it’s people like you that answer why there’s school shooters
i’ve been sniffin’ up glue, you made a n-gga turn blue
da ba de, da ba die, hope you would f-ckin’ die
then i drop out the sky
eyes open up to namek with a head full of panic and my blood on the granite and a body in the hammock
why?

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