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sandbag - prodigy lyrics

(intro: sandbag)
my name is sandbag and you’re gonna meet your fate
just like bonnie the sh-tter, i’m gonna leave you raaped
i’m gonna f-ck your mom, she’s gonna f-cking sob
when i put my white d-ck inside, you can call me bob

(verse: sandbag)
the builder cause i’m gonna build a sh-t on your head
you can call me em, i’m a cracker that’s leavin’ black men dead
19 million subscribers but 3 millions views?
ooga booga, mother f-cker, you’re just a black b-tch who
is eating my sh-t. you aren’t that f-cking lit
your music should just be thrown in nigwards ditch
you don’t have any style with your sh-tty freestyle
ksi’s got cancer and is dying soon, do you have bile?
chicken wing, chicken wing, b-tch’s gotta thrive
ksi eats sh-t at the age of 25
if logan pool hadn’t gotten tired, then he would’ve won
call you f-cking harry cause you got some hairy buns
you’re not changing sh-t, you’re a black -ss b-tch
everybody here knows that creature was f-cking sh-t!
you got huge -ss man t-ts, that’s some gross -ss shet
you lost this even harder than you did to f-cking rhett
with your razor sharp nigette, it’s obviously not working
cause with your black -ss hairs, your d-ck you can’t be jerking
i dont even have arms but i hold the mic better than you
your skin color is the exact same as my f-cking poo
born in 1993? that’s the same year that i peed!
did your slave owners finally let you f-cking free?
you’re just f-cking obscene! you’re sucking on my peen!
g-y -ss lil b-tch, i’m gonna break your spleen
meet me in the d-mn ring, a contest i will bring
my disses and attacks sting, when you lose you’re p-ssing
your b-tch im finna kissing, you’re a dyk- that i’m dissing
your tweets smells worse than when you take a p-ss
your d-ck smells worse than when you take a sh-t
i know you’re embarr-ssed, little b-tch, i heard you fart
call you kurby’s dad cause you might have to shard
i’ll stick sandwiches or something up your f-cking -ssh0l-
from everyone else you have stole, your d-ck, it’s made of coal
your mind must be in sp-ce to think that you’re top sh-t
even behzinga knows that you’re just a little b-tch
you trying to make good music is kinda like a hit or miss

(outro: sandbag)
i’ll golden rain on your -ss, b-tch, taste my f-cking p-ss
honestly, you’re a f-ggot, i won’t give you a kiss
i’m done, i’ve had my fun
but everybody knows that sandbag is number 1

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