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Celph Titled - Primo's Four Course Mean lyrics
Stand back ya' heard sir, murders occur my verbs are disturbed my cursed words are hurtin' your herbs alertin' the service bringin marines with kerosene flasks guns and masks jumpin' through glass with sick 229s and mp5s Im rappin' fire bustin sprayment when i was a baby my pacifier was a grenade pin and yes Im from tampa no im not a buccaneer but ill be buckin' near your main arteries you fucking queer the sun is here, cover your eyes all my attributes is dangerous my mustach is murderous my hipbone'll send your whole click home with they ribs blown back and they wigs sewn to they six pack cartilage in a gift rap my cartidge goes click clack ill leave you and your bitch clapped now ya' bitch ass need a neck brace and a chin strap we runnin round stabbin kids with little ice picks my boys from the hood call me the cuban missle chrisis my rap aint for emo kids my flamethrower leave you bald headed like kemo kids i aint a gangsta and a gentlemen im one of the two dont hold doors for bitchs, so which one do you choose playboy, make you steak sauce A1, ya gay soft thats all i know haha |
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