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viscerx* - grenade lyrics

[verse 1: shuu]
watch us blow up like we isis
my wordplay is amazing, bringing traction, its enticing
i hit him with an uppercut, but my name ain’t mike tyson
i’m usin’ overused lyrics, but b+tches still gon’ like it, d+mn
ay, all of these p+ssies gon’ bottomfeed, lookin’ up to us, cause we at the top where they wanna be
b+tches be wannabes, they tryna copy my flow cause they wanna be me, d+mn
now i am breakin’ his t++th, and i’m crackin’ his ego, i’m makin’ it bleed
now he down on a knee, no g+y sh+t, forgiveness what he plead
and since that’s what you seek, remember to say please
d+mn, i’m gettin’ heated, so i’ll grab a heater and shoot at his spleen
i got a .45, so do not agitate me, i’ll get mean
now like its call of duty, i am on a f+ckin’ k!llstreak
he thought that he could hide, but b+tch i popped a uav

d+mn, stomp these p+ssy b+tches down into the ground like they a cigarette
team biohazard think they menacin’, they talkin’ out they neck
and domo is a loser, talkin’ sh+t, but he is not a threat
and karter is a fatass, diabetes lay him down to rest
why the f+ck you keep on talkin’ bout me, b+tch, are you obsessed?
there’s is no point in tryin’, i already won, so who is next?
he really thought he won, he needa get that image out his head
yeah, i am talkin’ about domo, he a boy, that b+tch is not a man

[verse 2: prayn]
got a b+tch in a wagon, you know what i’m baggin
i punch and i punch, gonna leave yo sh+t packin’
i’m wreckin’ the stage with a flow, i be stackin’
i bop and i bop and there’s nothing that’s lackin’
you know the hats finna spray (aye)
going crazy like mdma (aye)
better be f+cking with prvyn
cus’ otherwise, i will just make you feel pain
deep voice, 15, b+tch you know i’m cheating life
taking down every pin, it’s like bowling, way i get strikes
toxic cowboy, here to make you switch sides
masters wanna make you they’re slaves, so use your f+cking eyes
god, way too many sinners, don’t you sign me to no bullsh+t
you thinking imma sign my life away? yo sh+t is stupid
they call me will.i.am the way i like to f+cking move it
why you threat with pistols when you don’t know how to use it?
i like to play it smart, so strategy is over violence
then i can know yo every move, so you could never silence
i’m usin’ my bare fist, cus’ i ain’t got no licence
i’ll box upon yo eye lens, yuh
[verse 3: burger]
aye, ruckus!
okay now, b+tch i run this
these bars are getting fatter than the rolls on karters fat limbs
gtrs with the rad rims
coppin’ all these p+ssies, that is what i’m side hustlin’
i’ll put you into poverty, the bag is what i’m wrestlin’
take it up a notch
pourin’ up a scotch
aim it at yo croch
domo has no c+ck
he ran out of stock
aye
catch me in a hurry
while i’m eating curry
little b+tch you cannot hurt me
i know andrew is a furry like
d+mn
dam getting bigger like my ego
puttin’ joe in caskets, imma hit ’em with the three throw
hit ’em like a quarterback, but i’m not talking eagles
we are smp, but we fire dessert deagles

[outro: shuu, prayn, burger]
know the burger’s finna smash
know the shoe’s in a dash
know that i be prayin’ everybody finna crash, aye
shuu is bringin’ out the crew
burger boutta f+ckin’ murder
and prayn predicting your incidents if you tryna catch a stain

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