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virgil's devil - jimmy de santa clone lyrics

[verse 1: virgil’s devil]
i burned down bimbo’s off a benzo
everything foreign i don’t speak french though
all you boys borin’ let me make amends though
first off i gotta get some sh-t off my chest though
your family friend died of what you will (yah)
heart attack boy coz you lazy still
got your cousin textin’ and i wonder if she’ll
tell you bout the miscarriage but she prolly filled with guilt
what i supplied, you can buy it from me at the skate park
if your mum died catch me jackin’ in the grave yard
never happy at your house let me set it straight
i was just laughin’ at your grandmothers mental state
she twistin’ fingers like gang signs she a crip?
smacked her in the face took the drool off her lip
your grandmothers mentally r-t-rded b-tch
saw her in the club on some r-t-rded sh-t
took her home thinkin’ bout what your dead grandfather said
like god d-mn, this is some r-t-rded head
hope your cousin goes crazy and shoots you dead
i don’t think about girls they just wantin’ me
lost your virginity because of me
and she was a sl-t she had crabs
had more s-x in your house than you did f-g
you still listen to me i can see through -n-lytics
and the sl-t i set you up with was 15 and that sh-t twisted
i don’t care about sh-t you could expose f-g
wanna talk numbers? yeah we can do it
two jobs i work along with music
as my friend i see you vanished
nice impression of your daddy
your cousins kid or my kid died coz of drug abuse
your mothers like, why the f-ck wasn’t it you?
how am i the d-ck when i gave you the mic you record with?
even if i’m the pr-ck it beats bein’ a lazy spoilt pile of sh-t
like in spirited away i can come with no face
shout out illy all his songs are g-y
rappers m-st-rbate to drake
you ain’t got anything nice to say don’t say it
shut up b-tch i’m shootin’ beats like crowds in vegas
when i peak i’m like the hulk just poundin’ pavement
a few insults and hipsters frown like babies
i disturb you like some allegations
of a f-ggot imitation seeing girls teenaged and salivatin’
like catholic priests in bas-m-nts
slap a pastor smash his face in
my super sayins activatin’
a m-ss decapitation
am-ssin’ lacerations
cry babies i’ma shake em
how you crying over caviar?
beat you blue out the wheelchair like avatar
you don’t like my music f-cking die
you f-cking p-ssy
go call beyond blue
k!ll yourself and i f-cked your mum too
b-tch

- virgils devil lyrics

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