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xanadu – worship me! lyrics

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[intro]
i just cut my f+cking t+st+cl+s off of my body
what is it with this guy and cutting his f+ckin’ nuts off?
no face no name

[verse]
lil’ b+tch
talkin’ h+lla sh+t like a p+ssy boy
i don’t give a f+ck, run up, then i k!ll a boy
talkin’ sh+t ’bout no face, imma drill a boy
imma cut his f+ckin’ skin off, makin’ f+ckin’ toys
he wanna run away
i got a gun, it put him in his place
i will not leave a trace
pour soul, what a f+ckin’ waste
lil’ b+tch i’m makin’ the green
p+ssy b+tch, why are you f+ckin’ with me?
makin’ it, makin’ it fast
he wanna say what’s up, then we’ll see
dumb b+tch
talkin’ h+lla sh+t
i don’t give a f+ck about a mother f+ckin’ snitch
i don’t give a f+ck
i’ll put ’em in a ditch
(wow!)
crazy how a mothaf+cka’ switch
d+d+dumb b+tch
talkin’ h+lla sh+t
i don’t give a f+ck about a mother f+ckin’ snitch
i don’t give a f+ck
i’ll put ’em in a ditch
(wow!)
crazy how a mothaf+cka’ switch
imma hit em with a f+ckin’ bat like it’s baseball
homerun b+tch, you get mothaf+ckin sent off
tryna f+ck with us, lil boy you are not involved
beggin’ for his life, but i’m bouta’ f+ckin’ withdrawl
nightmare! nightmare!
run for your f+ckin’ life
imma f+ckin’ stab that boy with my new knife
he’s f+ckin’ insane, thinkin’ that i ain’t with that
clip that, like a twitch chat, or yo’ brain splat
i don’t give a f+ck, lil b+tch, pull up
but you f+ckin’ won’t, cus you know what’s up
you finna f+ckin’ die, so you won’t even come
imma stuff yo’ mothaf+ckin’ face with chum
feel like avatar, b+tch i got the f+ckin’ elements
trifflin’ ass hoe talkin’ sh+t, thats malevolent
b+tch i’m f+ckin’ god, so my jacket say, “heaven sent”
i ain’t one to talk, but you rap ’bout the same sh+t
(oooh i got money i got b+tches i got hoes i got b+tches)
shut up
swear to god, you ain’t gonna go far
same mothaf+ckin’ song, same mothaf+ckin’ bars
rap that, talk sh+t, send yo ass to the stars
track everything ’bout you like i’m nardwar
we gon’ pull up, ridin’ round in a golfcart
h+lla elkh+rn kids gonna feel that bar
talk sh+t about us, but you play me in yo’ car
i won’t say yo name again, boy you know who you are
[outro]
you’re+ you’re a b+tch



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