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yung cru$ade - aconitum lyrics

oc as the mad hatter
verse 1:
all of my weed has been burning
bags upon bags in my dorm bin
friends follow me to get served sh+t
don’t even worry, you earned it
ashes on ashes like urns, b+tch
gashes on gashes on pervs, win
blasting the ass out my third hit
don’t tread on me, you done heard it
ashes on ashes i’m back to the cabbage
i’m stashing some bags just to maintain a habit
i’m acting like madly, attacking the baddies
i’m blasting the rats, f+ck i just k!lled a rabbit
i’m laughing, i’m sad, but i’m back to the bashing
not ever been lacking, got cash in the mattress
im strapped with an axe and i’m ready for battling
whacking off f+ckers, i mean like a hatchet
i’m savage

interlude:
i’m the hatter
i am the f+cking madder
i am the f+ckin’ attacker, the harbringer of blood spatter
what’s the matter?
are you sad or are you just a f+cking coward?
what’s that chatter?
mad hatter makes your f+cking ass splatter
little b+st+rd
verse 2:
y’all do not know what my dearth is
persecutors getting turned, quick
money be talking, the purpose
get me off charges, for murders
f+ckers come round just to burn it
circling ’round just to turn lit
i smoke ’em right up, steal and earn sh+t
lurking around make you nervous
looking for luck just to become a drunkard
but wonder if brothers knew bout all they musters
they struggle to come up
i cut em and f+ck up
i plunder with guns or a burner to curse ’em
got verses of murder
been ordered to worsen
of course i will learn it
come back and just burn sh+t
i tore sh+t, the purpose
to destroy your circus
i brought all the gore and
i’ll just bring some more in
i’m soaring

verse 3:
mad hatter had attacked a pack of rats
in fact he smacked, and smashed, and splat
they half+intact, they capped, and slapped
just ask the rats if hatter lack
he’s packed with mags and gats
to blast the caps off all the masses
whack a castle
drag a massive satchel packed with gas to blast you past the chapel
ask them where he f+ck they found ya
round the corner, up the assh0l+
acting like a master blaster
he is radder
snag your password, that’s for after
i’mma tackle, i’mma grab ya
you are hoping i won’t blast ya
whacking b+st+rds faster
i’m the hatter

- yung cruade lyrics

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