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rage617 - trilogy of terror lyrics

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i am more then a trilogy of terror
i am unlimited uncensored i am infinite-forever
i am every sick spitter ever mixed together in a blender
but i’m like a small gambaler… a little better

i never been employed mothaf-cka i’m a boss
when i’m rhyme they’re like (dude you rock don’t stop)
it’s like i got sniper predictions – i’m calling the shots
i could son anybody – even my dads callin me pops

that rage mothaf-cka got to much heart to just stop
he’ll rock till his body is chopped in pieces
and they f-cking haulin em off then part of my mouth will come out
by it self and start rockin the spot

even if it hardly can talk you can’t rhyme or flow
how you nosey b-tches handle business but can’t mind your own
you know i’m high and stoned when i am zoned
out on the couch with my ear to an xylaphone tryna hear a dial tone

i’m like h-llo – operator – i am gone – i think i’m in the twilight zone you wanna help find me dog

dear america heres a letter to the president
i’m acting like a heretic – -ss-ss-ssin or terrorist
hijackin channels just to broad cast my messages
make you turn to a b-tch like a s-x change and estrogen

your wack -ss flows bout as natural as some medacine
if you think your good your like a rappin white supremecist
-ss backwards, like s-s-a
i got your queen captured like check check mate

now – bartender won’t you pour me another
then pour me another – then pour me another
till i slur and i studder
now i swerve into b-mpers drivin drunk

in a stolen hummer bout to get a whole lot dumber
i prank called this house just to find out…
well that it was my own number b-mmer
i thought had a missed call but it was just me – telling me to suck my d-ck ya’ll!

ps b-tch don’t forget to lick b-lls!
eww no way you don’t wanna use this stall
get out the booth i just took a sh-t ya’ll
my d-cks the same color as ya chicks lip gloss

you a b-tch lookin for a prince tryna kiss frogs
i’ll be licking toads to trip i’m a king dog

let’s get down to business, i paint the town in minutes
use your ears and listen, i use air for drowning fishes
i be on some sick sh-t i chuckle as i spit this
your girls ticklin me with her tounge up on my did-ck

just look at shawn spittin clutchin big bongs h-ttin
buddha chron lifted like f-ck a rookie cop piglet
i’m close to the edge – go head push me off bizznitch
i’m lookin at the ground “ready to bounce when i hit it”

hey that’s the same way i feel with these chickens
when you deal with the kittens of these foul -ss b-tches
make sure the p-ssy ain’t krusty like the clown on the simpsons
make sure that cl-t ain’t smelling like some shrimp son

i’m a sick f-ck like an aids infested prost-tute
and a dirty man with herpes knocking boots
you claim that you rip it but i’m watching you fall
cause yo you can never kick it like charlie brown with a football

- rage617 lyrics

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