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mcrice - illest choppers 2 lyrics

[verse 1: lîl høllöw]
høllöw bringin bars you couldn’t come and break apart, i put your organs in a cart and turnin murder into art, cause i been spittin wit some heart and everybody say it’s dark, and bud it burning like it’s bark, you motherf-ckers wanna start? spit it wit a little bit of fast sh-t, p-ss it, blunt hit, something, up in my head cause i see you’re all dead, when i lay this lead, on a white bed, of notebook spread, laying on my desk, man this is just a flow test, carving every lyric on, your mother’s arm, murder them all, like a lyrical saw, bear trap on your jaw, ripping it off, i flow and it makin em cough, i’m the chopper that breakin jaw, if there’s somebody wanting talk, i be drowning em in a trough, rapper that rapin, the devil to satan, i’m comin and wreckin em all, poppin a case in, like medication, f-ck it i’m going off, go, somebody fakin i chop him to bacon exploding off of the bomb i’m makin coming to break it don’t suffer debating f-ckin bet that i’m dominating, double the rap and i’m makin it fast and leavin the whack all stumbling back when i’m steppin up on the track and i be choppin a rapper to conversation, wit gamma that racin in abomination hit em wit my domination, choppa that pacin the devil awakened hit em wit that revelation, comet evasion death of the nation why you b-tches celebrating? f-ck it i’m makin it devastatin and kill em wit acceleration, slow it down a minute then i’m up and ima c-ck, hit em wit the bullets i be spittin like a glock, semi automatic or an ar wit a stock, orlando when i get into the booth and make it pop, f-ggots on the ground and everybody catch a round from every time i make a sound, wanna talk sh-t now? take a shot i won’t block, cause i know i got it on lock and i’m never gonna stop bringin the illest chop, nah…

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