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xilla – xlll cypher lyrics

[ verse l: jesus h. macy }
sipping on that b-tches brew
fire what i spit at you
liable to k!ll crew
in less of a syllable
pitiful
rouge pitbull on my bullsh-t
got these n-ggas shook like im really bout to pull sh-t
who dis
jesus h macy
ain’t blood gang but a n-gga still brazy
crazy
pull up if you hate me
lock you in the trunk then drive drunk in your mercedes
picking up your baby
wavy
when i water board em tape the sh-t and the record him
let the lord sort em
just a result of boredom
on a thursday
n-ggas really think they seen they worst day
ghost ride the he-rs- light em up on his birthday
blow out the candles
steal your kicks f-ck ya chick in ya gucci sandal
hit a l!ck with the clique grab a jug of daniels
p-ss it to pootie the second son of samuel

[verse ll: pootie mungis]
kenny roll through looking mad f-cking trippy
said he looking for that dude who from mississippi
said he know the boi slang mad f-cking hippie
i slapped him in the mouth and said b-tch f-ck with me
so i sent him off on his way
with a bag of some life changing sh-t i got from jay
dude had the b-lls, to roll back teh car, n’ say sh-t was flawed, now he in his own grave
cause that’s what happens when you playin
got the boys jay and tear bout to go super sayin
and it ain’t paint that we sprayin’
drop cans like full drums from red necks bas-m-nts
we dont show no grace thats amazing
your bodies stinking up the trunk like sh-t that we blazin
b-tches so scared they nuts shrink up like raisens
pootie, tear, and jesus scare more b-tches than satan

[verse lll: .ø.n.i ]
i’m the
ill incarnation of nihilistic sensation
outspoken, f-ck your relationship
omens come forth, i’m satan
impatience, i’ll change my fate again
contemplation of stainless
i’m breaking the f-ckin mold
now a body cold where i’m aiming
sip the f-ckin cyanide, eye for an eye my motto
grip the bottle, kick the throttle up a notch
and i’ll proceed to watch
you writhe and plead for life, cause that knife is still in my back
now fade to black, this hate’s my tactic to instill within you the malice
you ain’t nothin, b-tch
flow so consistent
i got your mistress on my hit list
subliminal disses
they got you trippin, i’m just chillin
go roll up your swishers, imma just handle all my business
on a mission to f-ck the game up and k!ll the opposition
y’all talk that flex but this sh-t is really affecting
pray that you ain’t next when i’m aiming my pistol reckless
might uber to ya spot if i feel that you need addressing
b-tch so pay your f-cking debt when i’m coming for my collection

[ verse iv: teardrxp}

i’m slicen up the amb-ssador if he acting up
taking any challengers stepping up to my calibre
rip out your larynx and force feed you with a catheter
then you reminisce, after the m-ssacre
cracking skulls in a mansion
while ransacking and strangling just imagine
we graphically attacking with p-ssion
obviously lacking in the mental health department
but i give em h-ll and psychological damage
this ain’t for the faint hearted
cause i’m a k!ller undiscovered stashing
living bodies in coffins
selling the remains on the black market
to the highest bidder
more cringe then getting your d-ck stuck in a f-cking zipper
picking up orphans and shopping for corpses
my life is so morbid
so constantly waiting on rigor mortis
carven the bodies feeling melancholy
im hollow inside with no arteries
ain’t n0body f-cking stopping me

- xilla lyrics

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