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​shinigami - i feel like bam margera (remix) lyrics

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[intro: shinigami & paris le rogue]
yuh, h+llo?
i call this sh+t aggressive cloud rap
shoutout, shoutout to tony hawk’s pro skater 4
tony hawk’s underground, 1 and 2, yuh (hit this fire ass combo)
hey, that’s pretty good

[chorus 1: shinigami]
i feel like bam margera
pull up in that red ferrari (uh huh)
i’m a god, nothing can stop me
but my tricks are f+cking sloppy (pew, pew, pew, pew)
i feel like bam margera (blah)
pull up in that red ferrari (bang, bang)
i’m a god, nothing can stop me (blah, blah, blah, blah)

i feel like bam margera (yuh)
pull up in that red ferrari (uh huh)
i’m a god, nothing can stop me (blah, blah)
but my tricks are f+cking sloppy (yuh)
i feel like bam margera (uh huh)
pull up in that red ferrari
i’m a god, nothing can stop me (what?)
but my tricks are f+cking sloppy (yuh)

[verse 1: shinigami]
i’m out here scouting the roof
while you b+tches consume
36 bodies, thеy drop in they tombs
stricken yo city like a f+cking monsoon
thеy never understand, till it happens to you
i slay from the left to the right, and they fall
i stand up on [?] and watch till they [?]
cry out in pain, and they weep and the bawl
i laugh in their faces, now i’m standing tall
the ghost in the city, i’m reaping these bodies
my scythe’s in my right, and you staring behind me
i never act kindly to fools, just like you
that sh+t is the truth, don’t come to my room
these visions, they surround me
all them f+ggots that still doubt me
better shut they f+cking chest
before i slice they ass so proudly
got a swisher full of that deathstar weed
we don’t need you, b+tch you been discharged
had a hundred slits on my wrist, b+tch
now we jumpin’ in the wraith, go so+ho, hoe
i feel like yung trunks (uh huh)
just finished busting on her b+tt (wha woo)
f+ck with me, you will get cut (d+mn)
’cause my patience all erupt, hoe (nah)
[bridge: shinigami]
and these f+ckers still out here popping xans
got a lot of problems on yo f+cking hands
keep throwing that shade, now its on+demand
god d+mn (yuh, yuh, yuh)
triple six, triple six b+tches, they all over this sh+t
she breaking her wrist when she jerking my d+ck (for real)
i bust it real quick, get back to the l!ck, yuh

[chorus 2: paris le rogue]
i feel like bam margera
pull out the purple lamborghini (lambo, lambo)
my t+shirt say thrasher (thrasher)
but my d+ck say supreme (supreme)
and i don’t even f+cking skate (no, i don’t)
but i’m grinding everyday (everyday)
i feel like bam margera
hit a [?} through ya [?} (okay)

[verse 2]
b+tch, i’m margera
hit a kickflip in some maison margielas
viva la bam, bet tony hawk jealous
i’m bout my money like ed, edd, and eddy
i came to my senses, i’m the grim reaper
that means i’m billy, my b+tch look like mandy
she mad me bust, you can say that she’s handy
her body just ollie’d
she make it pop and i eat it like candy
woo, all i wanna do is get a big house
about three stories
make sure my family’s straight
known they not worried about no worries
ya boys lazy like [?] eye
element, element, i’m getting high
my tricks are sloppy, but so is her top
if you wanna picture, then i’ll just go crop
this sh+t don’t stop
[chorus 2: paris le rogue]
i feel like bam margera
pull out the purple lamborghini (lambo, lambo)
my t+shirt say thrasher (thrasher)
but my d+ck say supreme (supreme)
and i don’t even f+cking skate (no, i don’t)
but i’m grinding everyday (everyday)
i feel like bam margera
hit a [?} through ya [?} (okay)



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