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mkultra - break shit/fuck on the floor lyrics

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comin from the back of the cl-ss
i got spite
you butches runnin mouths
boy look at the f-ckin time

the moments f-ckin right
you know i’m gon abuse it
and leave it brusied up
ya b-tches f-ckin blew it

b-tch i do it you submissive
and i did like that
i’m breakin f-ckin legs
b-tch i won’t sign your cast

your future is my past
the sh-t you speak is wack
some people shouldn’t do it
don’t belong on the track
f-ckin trash ho

f-ck makin sense b-tch
i only spit facts

f-ck a pretense
i don’t know about that

these b-tches want lent
i don’t know about that

i’ll sh-t on your game b-tch
how you like that

f-ck makin sense b-tch
i only spit facts

f-ck a pretense
i don’t know about that

these b-tches want lent
i don’t know about that

i’ll sh-t on your game b-tch
how you like that

how the f-ck did he make this
its chemical x b-tch
i come and i wreck sh-t
eatin nails for breakfest

wash it down with asbestos
you think its s-xist
do you understand my words
are you mute are you deaf b-tch

many times i’ve been tested
i’ve seen the results
you don’t wanna f-ck with me
i’m one disgusting adult

now i act on impulse
always gettin withdrawl
do what the f-ck i want
without me wanting it at all

lets brawl to the motherf-ckin end
i’m the best so i’ll beat your -ss
know i’ll always get ahead

think you hittin gas
b-tch you only gettin lapped
can’t see this gap
then change your lens

don’t care you be more famous then me
we both know that sh-t won’t last
it ain’t be built on music
despite what it say on stats f-ckin trash

can’t stop rappin bout p-ssy (no)
can’t stop talkin bout my d-ck (ha)
b-tch i haven’t f-ckin showered in a god d-mn month this album is my clink

i think i’m sinking on the brink
i kick and scream
my life is a meme
i blink i see demons

i can’t stop the screaming
i can’t find a reason
why am i doing this
why you still streaming?

help me b-tch help me please
like i’m on the cross i feel the jesus
i mean it
no g*nius
did not write no f-ckin thesis

f-ck a b-tch in the back range rover
why i say that i don’t own one
f-ckin flow got a mind of its own
if this be a game then who got the controller?

b-tch don’t touch me
imma junkie
for the ugly
b-tch i’m gettin hungry

and i’m boutta od
jeez
b-tch i got in too deep
please

gotta pull me out
b-tch pull me out
gettin rabid so you
might have to put me down

i’m a f-ckin clown
how you like me now
b-tch i pull up on your crew
like let me out

- mkultra lyrics

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