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objectpoetic - shitface lyrics

intro: b+tters, longer

b.t.s. on the beat b+tches
beat your ass on a beat b+tches

disrespect is compliment

verse: longer

anime is so far
want her p+ssy like a bar
call me bully cause the ring in my nose
longer’s gone but now arose
verse: b+tters

для кого+то наши текста говно
но если вслух скажешь
то получишь ничего
ты обиделся?
ну, ну блять и что?
мне как+то похуй, ты для нас просто никто. (да)
object лучше меня читает
но вы погодьте, парни, разобью я все преграды
хотя я читаю уже пятнадцатый год
популяция растёт
скилы мои прокачены, толкьо не смотри в рот:
там полный огород

chorus:

max kot
10 mac
rap tops
big mac
call you sh+t face
mumble rappers

verse:
f+ck all hip hop culture
i hate hippy but i do love gachi
yes kazuya and his father gotcha
jin kazama got g with his devil struсture
i won’t play sub zero evеn if you pay me
doble cup and tribpdle kilo dеfinitely grave you
master on a beat and g0d just gave it
i don’t wanna say it
(say it)
b+tters is ok and longer did it
visit mama is a kinda trouble
hate sub zero but in morgue
there is nothing warmer
king c+ck sucks blood
lil peep whats up
block got my luck
leaved dat and knocked
yes, i’m noname, but my name is object
flying to the target but im misled og
logic broke boy, h0m+cide not suicide
squad like apex gang like shaba
brand with no collabo

chorus:

max kot
10 mac
rap tops
big mac
call you sh+t face
mumble rappers
verse:

what the f+ck is youareneverseeme
you are f+cking p+ssy but you’ll never see it
is your girl your sister like your mom and father
yes i wanna k!ll you like your pregnant mama
she’s in shame of you, not a shape of you
have a point of view, like a sniper crew
santa crews, octopus, apple juice, hollies coming and i’ll gocha, goose
what a giberish have you just said, object?
i have made a rithm and you’re dead, hommie
blunt stall on your moma’s ass
f+ck yall i will be right back
now i’m gonna through it!
beastie enough to be like g mike
unlish my style, release my mic
oh, this my mind, its broken and you’re better know it
f+ck you posers, i just shreded all this
phony hommies, doctor show me
now they know me, as they post a story
talking sh+t like larry birdie, trow a booger
in a sugar
is it 4 o’clock?
f+ck no, you’re broke ass k!ller
it is 4 2 0

- objectpoetic lyrics

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