the animal king – spottsville monster lyrics
hook+ spottsville monster surround your house, k!ll your kids and poor spouse, come ta see, bad company, get everybody on the roof shooting, but remember who the devil is rooting, for, wh0re
v1+ strangest sight you’ll ever see, dangerous at night you’ll never be, seen again my anger is frightening and clever hoe, meet the light when i sever your neck bro, if you want to copy others just be a adlib guy, c+nt i had ya rib broken out on the fly, hunt you down lad we meet ya die, it’s sad that you taste sweet but i can’t lie, the hunger is in mе, so miss how can i be sin free, still do this rap even tho i don’t gеt a penny, my taste for blood is heavy, face in the mud if you diss every, rapper who put you in that path for starters, put a staff in your heart curse, this game and anyone who enters it, brain is to cooked to mess with, ya miss will feel pain that’ll leave you shook kid, cause a chill when my t++th goes in ya, still when it comes to beef you’ve been the, weak link as you spit i feel grief for your pen bruh, “can’t you tell it’s already dead?”, i got a deadly head, sounds around your house you can’t explain, don’t f+ck with the
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v2+ tie your family to a propane tank, die as i go bang the d+mn gun no blank, hoe will cry when my flow starts, cause it’s with no hearts, in yo lane with go carts?, monster truck on the move, don’t give a f+ck i run over you’ve, called the cops but no evidence, country slops go f’ing tense, cause i tortured their home for weeks, just tore their dog up the blood leaks, but the cops stopped taking their calls, so i gut the kid and drop chopped jaws, of the parents, just errands, look at my lyrics read ‘em and weep, have you bleed in the jeep, then with speed i keep, going to the woods to bury ya, knowing that’s a good area, get put under someone else’s grave, sit in a place that’s safe, cause the cemetery, has been a very, unchecked area like cops do rich folk, you a b+tch on the mic so have ya neck broke, snitch on yourself laughin for a a sec bloke, hit a hitch as they poor in ya home, then you sit in jail to be a b+tch giving some, fill my holy grail till it over flows like autotune, shot ya soon, to be empty gun as you saw me looking, but i took ya out ya home i have ya cooking, i’m the
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