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nmesys - bootleg shot lyrics

hey plaxico, pop me open a molson
someone kidnapped slim, right colson?
or was it armed robbery, d-ck
cause it’s pretty clear to me, pr-ck
raw roadie richard thinks he’s slick
a quick google search woulda done the trick
d-mn son, man bun, cannabis, can you diss
or are you still waiting for that stamp of approval
you a pedo bro, get ready for your removal
from this school, or, drop out
it’s about to be a knockout
em’s getting ready to whip his c-ck out
100 words and running, chocolate chip off the block
mothaf-cka, you shot yours off while sucking on shady’s c-ck
rage cage, minimum wage
10 year old rampage, tick tock
click click, clock
spin it back, rewind time
remind rhyme, weird
can you even grow a beard
kid, you the culprit, cudi owns cleveland
or is that sh-t, smeared?
lace up this bandicoot, he’s about to crash
a f-ckin beard is weird?
marshall should bill ya for the security
sucker free stolen ident-ty
mace up, face up
break up, make up, shake up
heights, this punk’s dead
tie him up beyond the lights
fights whites rights
we right there, slick
rick rolled, trick trick, trolled
or treat, b-tch b-tch, or bang bang
bb8, obi wan, wait wait, which witch
snitch st-tch, pick pick
one pill makes you larger and
one pill makes you small
rabbit down the whole wall
or black hole sun
ridin’ around with one headlight on
alice in wonderland
or wonder woe man, you kelly
where’s your origin al dente
whoops, originality
oh my god ronny, i meant dictionary
define machine gun kelly:
greatest copy and paster alive
very berry, ben and jerry
lit cherry in your eye, pi
three point one four, round and die
garcia, dead head, roadie
prepare to take your last inhale
as we finally slide down the scale
from forty-six, morty rick, nah
matthew mitch-ll, glock pistol
c-ck missile, aimed at your brain
but hold up, he want to talk about it
but b-tch i ain’t gonna let you finish
black or blue ball
i still got you goin’ a-round a-boot
big time out of lessons
stop to inhale rap
devil, you worshiping his b-lls
cuz you missed the liner
t-tanic, about the minor
and the forty-niner
on the second marshall mathers lp
six years, nah brah
he tore into you across that soprano c
see proper noun
time to get proper now, grammar
and learn to count, four no three
five know six, but wait
they never taught you algebra
when you was eight
minor thing, miner king
cuz i’m drillin’ into your head
but you don’t know how to subtract
or basic math, so here goes
i’m thirty one
yes you were wrong
so this will be the song
that they put on when you are gone
d-mn i wished you’d known
but now you are blown
better pick up the phone kelly
ken kaniff is callin’
to teach you to divide
the opposite of multi-ply
your single ply that sh-t i don’t buy
i prefer women batter or
p-ss from my bladder
don’t even matter
cuz i’m making you a cake
baker, that i’ll eat at your wake
hold on, shut up, -sshole
em backwards is me
half his age is twenty-three
d-mn missed your mark again
f-ckin’ dweeb, not
f-ckin’ bleed
we all know who wins in the end
so f-ck letting the smoke settle
i snuck up behind you to grab that black shovel
and the baton, here comes armageddon
and the apocalypse, to reveal lying lips
which my b-m is on
cuz it’s clear you were too young
for chronic 2001 and the slim shady lp alb-ms
so get ready for a recession
as i’m suppressin
laughin out loud
em kamikazes toward you
as this nuke is dropped from the cloud
hiroshima, i can’t see ya, boo!
i am embarr-ssed for you
rap devil, more like cr-p on every level
i turned it off at 3:12
so here’s your quarter back
and syllables two
the only thing we have in common
is an ‘a’ and a two-two
i stand with shady as we lyrically murder you
and your man bun kelly
mbk…mmmkayyy

- nmesys lyrics

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