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nyhtmare - i love my cleaver lyrics

back at it bodies up in the attic
face split open from my f+ckin hatchet
cameras on me yeah my life is cinematic
sick of this rap sh+t i f+ckin had it
the only girl i got is my f+cking cleaver
on my on my body so she know i’ll never leave her
burn that b+tches body in a steamer
chopping up that b+tch just to f+cking eat her
wring her neck and
leave her sounding like a cl!cker
ya my cleaver cut her body up quicker
tape her body to the walls like a sticker
her boyfriend lacking now his body in thе river
8th to the face iron on my waist
bullеts through your cranium is how you are gonna pay
8th to the face iron on my waist
bullets through your cranium is how you are gonna pay

i could never face my fears again
i never had try to pretend
just let me be don’t try to take
i lost myself can’t make a breathe

one shot
one opportunity to make sure that you’re f+cking dead sh+t
i’m on my death sh+t
don’t want no attention
but i’m seeing your b+tch
she up in my mentions
you wanna make tension
ill k!ll u instead b+tch
i’d rather get f+cked up to sh+t
my life be crazy n i know the feds are watching it
took 4 adderall waiting for it to f+cking hit
why the f+ck these npcs all up on me talking sh+t
got a spaz underneath my hoodie
its f+cking funny imma make it bl++dy
f+cking dummy
put a f+cking bullet in his tummy
cuz he kind of bugged me
get off my d+ck you know i’m making money (making money)
got a spaz underneath my hoodie
its f+cking funny imma make it bl++dy
f+cking dummy
put a f+cking bullet in his tummy
cuz he kind of bugged me
get off my d+ck you know i’m making money buddy
i got 1, 2, 3
choppers on me like i got the pack
and i’m the one who’s pushing p
i push it back like what you f+ckin need?
imma count to 3 and imma put a bullet in between his eyes
why are you alive? the voices ask me all the time
they tell me that i’m fine but b+tch i might lose my f+ckin mind
glass
i’m smoking out some glass
on some f+ckin gas that you know i could never pass
i walk out of the cut and it was raining dogs and cats
i be chillin in the sewers i be chillin with the rats
facts
back up
you p+ssies asking to be smacked up
imma run up and attack yuh
you didn’t know i keep the mac tucked yuh
i’m smoking on a cart
seeing h+lla stars
ima run up on you put yo ass on f+ckin mars

i’ve just been pulling up and dumping bodies in the f+cking river
all my flows b+tch stab you like a motherf+cking dagger
all my vodka been raping up my liver
imma pull up with my shotty
and i pull the f+ckin trigger n+gga
yeah welcome up to norrland b+tch
we mix the hembränt with the carlsberg, then we pull up with the gl!ck
i just pull up with a hatchet i don’t give a sh+t
you just mad cause your b+tch is on my f+cking d+ck
yeah i’m an alcoholic but i’m 16
i don’t give a f+ck so i’m pulling up with my m16
and spray down all these poser n+ggas
you ain’t isis b+tch you just takin pictures
and let me straight a record straight your music ain’t great it makes my ears wanna f+ckin disintegrate
yeah it’s simple huh it’s really that f+ckin simple
simp ass n+gga
this hoe really talking sh+t ima slide up on your block
double pistol whip your b+tch
if you really pulling straps oh you better shoot that b+tch
he kept talking out his neck found himself in a ditch

i ain’t really here to play no games
walk around everything’s the same
i can’t really see my own face
i just really think your a disgrace

i want you to find me
i want you to find me
i just want your love to find me
i just want your love to find me
i just want you to find me
i want+
i want you to find me

i could never face my fears again
i never had try to pretend
just let me be don’t try to take
i lost myself can’t make a breathe

- nyhtmare lyrics

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