nalyd - auxilary lyrics
raping tracks, farmer john
i eat hip hop p-ssy like its filet minon
my sperm swam in her, just like a motherufcking swan
i skeet-skeet-skeet-skeet-skeeted, and then i was gone
dropping bombs with sweaty fangers
my satan d-ck mean is fine angus
and it was inserted, in yo mom’s -n-s
please don’t cry, i know my raps are heinous
you had to get served, cause you were dissin’ this beat
good thing, i didn’t see you on these mean streets
cause honestly, you’d be meeting defeat
all brought together with a side of skeet
proceed with discretion/
remember always count you blessings
resisting the street life that you praised in adolescence/
from living in struggle/
the days you’re trapped inside the bubble
the feeling that you’re entrapped in a system that never loves you/
kick and constantly shove you/
the game of life’s survival
fighting every feeling that makes you vanquish your rival/
feeling that’s homicidal lifes recital’s suicidal
await my very demise since the days of my arrival.imma come first for better or worse / and i’m pickin my words i got a thirst for the perfect verse / but if you screw around with me you’ll be leaving in a f-cking herse / not beatin my chest but it’s best that you listen first. / to what i’m saying, you best be prayin that i don’t find you, so leave it all behind you
still at the bottom, but im heading to the top my flow is chill like autumn, haters are like leaves, they drop, i never said i was from harlem, but i rep the the east coast, i never start a problem but im solving how to make this yeast, toast, im close, lets toast, to the fact that im improving, my shoes say just do it, i did it, where have you been, make lyrics left you clueless, my thoughts are so obtuse, its amazing with no college to see the knowledge i produce
rappin to the casket, send my lines off ina basket, i put everythang into this game and still get nothin back, its like im trapped, inbetween myself and who i used to be, i can’t believe i let myself become my very enemy, although this pen is like my novacaine, this dream is my disease, i know that if the chance arose i could be what i wanna be, its like the hope is my addiction was this dream a bad decision, the only thing between me and the fame is somethin missin
proceed with discretion/
remember always count you blessings
resisting the street life that you praised in adolescence/
from living in struggle/
the days you’re trapped inside the bubble
the feeling that you’re entrapped in a system that never loves you/
kick and constantly shove you/
the game of life’s survival
fighting every feeling that makes you vanquish your rival/
feeling that’s homicidal lifes recital’s suicidal
await my very demise since the days of my arrival
imma come first for better or worse
and i’m pickin my words i got a thirst for the perfect verse
but if you screw around with me you’ll be leaving in a f-cking herse
not beatin my chest but it’s best that you listen first
to what i’m saying, you best be prayin that i don’t find you, so leave it all behind you
still at the bottom, but im heading to the top my flow is chill like autumn, haters are like leaves, they drop, i never said i was from harlem, but i rep the the east coast, i never start a problem but im solving how to make this yeast, toast, im close, lets toast, to the fact that im improving, my shoes say just do it, i did it, where have you been, make lyrics left you clueless, my thoughts are so obtuse, its amazing with no college to see the knowledge i produce
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