viscerx* - left behind lyrics
[intro: mekbok]
you, left me in the dark
you left me with no heart
i’m falling its so hard to see
but i, leave it all behind
i put it all aside
there’s nothing that reminds me of+
[verse 1:mekbok]
man, shut yo b+tch ass up
yeah, i got no reason to be on this song
but i need me a bag, b+tch
f+ck around and you gon’ find out
that im pulling up with the mac, b+tch
i+i+i’m finna pull of a lane switch
i was just all on your main b+tch
all of my brothers around me so i’m pulling up with the clique
yeah, run it
up, bloodshed on my mind
i’ma f+ck it up
talk sh+t but you not pulling up
got lean inside my double cup
(it’s gamer supps)
turn it up
this fuse inside my veins
and i’m blowing out yo brains
just so you can feel the
motherf+cking pain, b+tch
f+ck yall
we got motherf+ckers that the recipe ain’t call for
if you think im playing you a fool
i’m going hardcore
ain’t n0body safe from biohazard, it’s a world war
he gon hit the ground floor
this yo f+cking downfall
pulling up on harlie and he’s looking like a meatball
mcburger’s got no b+tches and no hoes
he’s like a greaseball
man you gonna, your music sounding like some
free form dog sh+t
aaand that’s a rap
[verse 2: justdomo]
like burger play buck
keep the skeleton tucked
put yo key in the closet
where you like to be f+cked
and you probably do nun’
while i stay numba one
keepin my strap
my pistol, my gun
[verse 3: andumb]
blowing that sh+t up in a mini boy dont f+ck with me
got my trio up in outpost we gon hit you with them 223s
heli hit him with that napalm he gon have them third degrees
running through yo base yeah you know we are raiding your tc
7 hvs just hit bradley
got an m2 out the crate b+tch i just hit you, guaranteed
call up spoonkid and luckyllama
mcburger a b+tch i f+cked on his mama
smoke on that pack i smoke marijuana
doorcamp his ass i db when i wanna
f+ck the recording im hopping on rust
f+ck on his mom and she making me ooh (bust)
man f+ck the beat imma go acapella
[verse 4: dripby]
schitzo on the beat and the voices wanna talk
so i think it’d be funny to tweak out loud
asmr heat when camo feeling hot
burger got the hoes running from pound town
harlie spittin zzz’s melatonin shots
while im shuu hunting hear the hound’s sounds
know python reeks in the room that he rots
i bet all my money he loves count downs
hit shuu with a shoe, a n+gga better shoo
disstrack like kdot yelling
shuu shuu
in the stu being rude, f+ck that telling truth
heard camo got f+cked by lubed dudes
i cannot lie, i’m just being honest
snippets and snippets but i never ever drop it
said it was a diss, and i had to get on it
b+tch n+gga p+ssy getting hurt won’t stop it
[verse 5: comedian spider]
camo wassup
i heard you were cool
so i’m lettin you slide
like at the pool
but sorry i lied
slidin my nine
call yourself camo
because you hide
go get some b+tches
stack up yo paper
talkin to girls
not seein ’em later
i bet you like books
cause you deluded
readin them words
get you excluded
cobha a b+tch
thinkin he jordan
from his own team
need to be deported
get that sh+t sorted
i’m jottin’ it up
why do you think i
give a single f+ck
like halee and bela
don’t know sh+t about you
but that doesn’t suprise me
you just like a boo
just like luigi
i live in a mansion
bought a domain
money expansion
do they call you prayn
cause you on your knees
suckin that d+ck
eatin that cheese
i’m eatin this beat
seriously though
you’re all f+cked
you’re seeing my cleat
smackin these b+tches
smackin these hoes
you know who slide
me and my bros
like smackin and fappin
and silly ahh rappin
i’m clappin i happen
to see all this slappin
who the h+ll is this
who the h+ll is that
you know i don’t miss
i hit a collat
i’m f+ckin it up
carti a slatt
bl!ckin the stick
ga ta ta ta
so code it says here
that you would like
to apply to mcdonalds
f+ck you mcburger
you learner, you burner
i’m makin you bleed next
f+ck it i’m turner
like timmy, no stimmy
f+ck jimmy, you gimme
i keep it a 3rd
like papa new guinea
and i’m bustin sh+t up
i got gold on my cup
a vendetta like mupp
i’m bouta act up
why are you shocked
your mother i knocked
not gettin no revive
cause i stay locked
who didn’t i diss?
harlies a furry
i ran this sh+t up
they callin me curry
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