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lunar c - salad of a wookie lyrics

[hook]
y’all don’t wanna see me getting violent on this p-ssy
looking like he just tossed the salad of a wookie
y’all don’t wanna see me getting violent on this p-ssy
looking like he just tossed the salad of a wookie

[verse 1]
my style’s madder than your missus when you p-ss on the seat
harder than my d-ck when i see
your chick on her knees
biters get a chip in their t–th
while i’m like nosferatu sinking ’em deep into the beat
i’m a shark in a pond
you’re a fish in the sea
my words melt the mic cord with 160 degrees
of blistering heat
when i deliver the speech
i’m on the tip of the peak
with unlimited reach
hand up your bird’s skirt through her knickers and eas-
ily give her t-tties a squeeze
i’ve got so much determination
that even though i’m skinny and physically weak
if i went to the gym for a week
one hit to the cheek
would disconnect your shin from your knees
don’t approach me i’m malicious and mean
it doesn’t matter if you’re rich and you’ve been
making it big in the scene
or you’ve got two fans and you live on the street
if you ask for an opinion from me
i’ll tell you that you’re overrated like timbaland’s beats

[hook][x2]

[verse 2]
if the sky’s the limit then i’m gliding in it
i could drink a pint of spirits
and write some lyrics
in hieroglyphics
and by the time i’ve finished
it’d probably be as tight as this is
‘cos i’m determined and i’m keeping every rhyme specific
i got the kind of spirit you might envisage
and try to mimic
but i’m surprising cynics
not blinding critics with mindless gimmicks
your crew’s made up of clinkers and bums
your lyrics are dumb
i’m that pick of the bunch
rapper that thinks you’re a c-nt
just for acting like you’re bound to blow
i’ll jam a python down your throat
and p-ss in your lung
forever equipped with a punchline on the tip of my tongue
like tabs of acid
crafting cl-ssics
f-cking with me’s like letting a spastic practice acrobatics
you’ll get served like a tennis ball
not over the net but smacked with rackets
plastic f-ggots talk the talk without the sack to back it
i find it fishy how you’re acting savage
because you bite all my lines like i use my hooks for stabbing maggots

[hook][x2]

- lunar c lyrics

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