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muze sikk - legend 14 lyrics

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looking out my window got the venom
innuendos never measured up to what i had expected
and the visions i had seen while in a slumber were purported
and i put my best foot forward
never let up or resorted

it’s all important

i’m reclusive when recording
here to win it
i don’t forfeit
15 minutes on the forbes list

shooting for the stars
if i miss i’ll hit the moon
shes not a devil in disguise
but she’s h-rny off the moves

imma mf fine son of a b-tch
getting off in the whip
sikking dogs on you twits
h-lls hounds heaven sent

this songs for the realest in the building when i pop off you can feel it
when you fall off i’ll be building

nuke your whole town on some zombie sh-t
i’m better than your favorite rapper on the watch me sh-t
your chick fit like a mitt on some romney sh-t
the mfs want drip imma disarm you b-tch

cut em into cookies
just some suckers and some rookies
looking sweeter then what snookies
put up in my cone
sikk cooking up a batch of that
“f-ck your whole conglomerate”
i’m coming for your wife so i can bust up in her heart again

while rocking cardigans
take her the pharmacy
make her buy the condoms
then i’ll f-ck her in my armory

that’s shooting shots
and you can guess just what my target is
i might forgive but dont forget just who you started with

and just who started this

illuminate with lumens you can’t replicate

the evidence is evident

your f-cking with the best again

i pull your f-cking strings and watch you dance for these pedestrians

harder than a rock solid c-ck in yo mama
im like ya mf
imma mf monster

i pull with the ugh ugh ugh

then i mop em up

-ss all bl–dy you got f-cked in the cut

sup b-tch
i ain’t the type that you want
i like big guns loaded
ho i’m stuffed with the guts

fumble with folds on this mf crease
riddle me this
who is honestly competing with this beast ?

and for that reason i don’t speak
like i don’t got a clue
sticking to the script like i gotta f-cking lot of glue
pop my epiglottis off and boggle doppelgänger crews
you ain’t like me so how the f-ck could i be you ?

you hobn-b with sn-bs lost in a box
i’m like the f-cking hobgoblin
with hops in my scotch
mary has a little lamb
and f-cks jack frost
on my first day off
i’ll nail my hammer to a cross

- muze sikk lyrics

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