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nems - faceless lyrics

it’s over n-gga, gorilla

gutter gorgeous, make your b-tch drop her drawers
cross the street, even hood n-ggas lock they doors
your whole crew is all b-tches
and you’re a d-ck like you was born with the name richard
as a kid i was throwing rocks at bums
and you was just f-cking weird like megan fox’s thumbs
still slam ‘er, jam ‘er, ram ‘er
and finger pop your b-tch with the other side of a hammer
i’m hotter than running in summer wearing two flannels
and i’m hungry like somalians watching the food channel
starving, i’m so dope, nodding me
my shoulder chin checks you little n-ggas, pardon me n-gga
you mad at son squared, like the garfunkel
both ya’ll n-ggas is straight box, gorilla rocks
yeah, what n-gga? gutter, gutter
gutter, motherf-cker

[hook – repeat 2x]
i’ll break your motherf-cking face b-tch
uppercut you so hard, you’ll get a face lift
i’m in the crib f-cking your b-tch, she making faces
face it, i’ll rip your face off and you’ll be faceless

n-ggas ain’t f-cking with my new sh-t
i’ll run in the jungle, fight a lion with a tooth pick
in and out, shoot your boy in the couch
flip her over, take a sh-t in the roof of her mouth
till the end, f-ck your girl and her friends
f-ck you up, like putting a bumper sticker on a benz
who? nems, i’m everything that you couldn’t be
p-ssy, i could smell you insecurities
and in beef, ya’ll cowards n-ggas wouldn’t ride
you better look the other way like you sticky fingaz eye
it’s over when i’m sober, spent too many nights getting high
hardcore rapper but i’m rnb singafied
n-gga i got socks that’ll sh-t on your leather
any kicks that i rock is a buck sixty or better
but i can be in flip flops meet your b-tch and i’ll get her
then dead her, b-tch whatever

[hook- repeat 2x]

on this mic i’m over qualified
if you dream of f-cking with me you better wake up and apologize
i’m an animal, ya’ll creeping like a panther
black both of your eyes, leave you looking like a panda
i’m serious as cancer, your nickname is prancer
heard that you be jerking and you ain’t even a dancer
i’m a f-50, you a mitsubishi lancer
slaughter i f-cked your wife, now wheres’ your daughter
put it in her motherf-cking slot like a quarter
seeing me won’t happen, like sweating under water
you old -ss n-gga, still can’t get in the game
like you had felonies at the canadian border
that’s just bad, and your girl p-ssy so big
she used a f-cking futon as a maxi pad
slap you dead, make you call roscoe
claim to be a boss, but you broke like lefty from donnie brasco
so…

[hook – repeat 2x]

like it’s nothing, take d-ck gunther

- nems lyrics

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