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physc jam - c.o.s. (chill out slut) lyrics

[verse 1: physc jam]
so you heard me
talking sh-t but i don’t
know your lyrics
i am fearless
some one hear this
wait your earless
cuz you can’t diss
you will never touch this
cuz i will cause a ruckus
f-ck this
i’m an atheist
converting to a satanist
its a bliss
so i heard you kiss goblins
how was that sh-t
something i don’t gotta put up with
cuz i’mma fly b-tch
i hope you f-kin’ die b-tch
cuz you like lie b-tch
i think it’s kinda neat
how you rap off beat
f-ck rapping
you should stay
on your knees
like these b-tches do for me
they treat me like i’m jet lee
i don’t blame em
told my mamma i’mma be famous
so go ahead
tell your
f-ckin’ friends
that this feud won’t
ever f-ckin’ end
don’t pretend
that it did
don’t act like you the sh-t
when all you do is type
don’t throw a f-ckin’ fit
because you got 5 dislikes
i’m sorry
had to do it
you brought my mamma
into this sh-t
f-ck is you stupid
and i didn’t forget
didn’t f-ckin’ for-fit
kid marz bout to
merk this b-tch
see what happens
when you f-ck with this

[verse 2: kid marz]
okay okay
so now you sayin’ this a murder scene
we’ll you must not heard of me
let me introduce myself its kid marz
with a f-cking “z”
paint my town in burgundy
your lyrics are a blur to me
boy i’ll cut your song in half to where
your flow needs surgery
once you f-ck with one of us you f-ckin’
with the whole crew
you ain’t k!llin’ sh-t n-gga you’s a f-ckin’
white dude
i know your all talk saying sh-t that you
would never do
you’ll tie my boys mom up when you can’t tie
your own shoes
watch me as i wreck your flow
you f-ckin’ with the realest bro
tag along with any of your boys but
i’ll k!ll em though
no im not the viloent type
but my lyrics rhyming tight
tie my verse around your neck until i f-ckin’
end your life
wait i won’t stoop to your level
man this game is like survival
choosed the wrong crew for prey
so you need to grab your bible
lyrically ‘dead on arrival’
you f-ck with enjoy records
we’ll take you down in a second boy
so don’t ask no questions
you f-ckin’ with the profession boy
please tell me your stage name before
i have to roast your -ss
i know your real name is jake and all
your f-cking raps are trash
you coming in for beef so i’m the one
to serve you b-tch
enjoy records rep n-gga k!ll yo -ss with
words and sh-t

[outro]
this has been a public service announcement
id like to start off by saying thank you for listening to your own dis track
by the way, chill out sl-t

- physc jam lyrics

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