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pseudodemonio - 20 - edgar cayce lyrics

b+tch, yeah
okay

whew

{kris j on the beat, so you know its for me}

see them black windows oh no (b+tch yeah)
see them air force ones oh no (what the f+ck?)
see that trenchcoat on oh no (give it up)
see that red beam aimed oh no (oh no )

russian rifel spit like reznov
tapped mag with acog
shooters way they getting trained
they upping rank+
no guard dawg

pigs get turned to bacon, pop out yards just like a groundhog
some salt for every diss i dish i’m right around chef carla hall
this ain’t no princess film b+tch about to get it messy
i can’t truly cuff no hoe them b+tches snaking on they belly
they be linking like my chains i ask to meet me at the telly
that b+tch sending signals worse than f+cking melvin i mean melly

acting like the sh+t you boy the pups gon put you in a pamper
money coming in i see you living lavish in a camper
understood that money tight you think that’s tuff? yo final answer?
i might blow three times your rent i pay tuition for these dancers

upping sh+t so hard you’d think i’d need a padlock for the sauce
know you mad as h+ll you trynna pain the scene bob ross
i be blowing green and smoking green it’s loud i barely cough
soft sh+ll crabs are weak but d+mn bro you f+cking soft

[pseudodemonio]
i mean f+ck+
sh+t i was about to say something
i done forgot
d+mn what was i bout to say?

[verse 2]
back to business on the black spider web+slinging
trynna talk my game don’t even know the fujcking full meaning
2 chains on told the chef the whole crew eating
you want a bite of work i had to stop you bro you barely t++thing
you ain’t ready for the surfing, mobbing, punching
you be home alone, just at the crib watch yo lil munchkins
you be wishing for someone to put you on a lil sum
walk into the studio i smell a hit like rain coming

heard you wasn’t breaking bread, so you broke man that’s a shame
it’s finna be like that forever, i put it on edgar cayce
asked him for a dime he through a clean hook to her face
you ain’t got no motion bro you are dismissed like close the case

[outro]
see them black windows oh no
see them air force ones oh no
see that trenchcoat on oh no
see that red beam aimed oh no (oh no )

- pseudodemonio lyrics

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