CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Dead Body Vandal

I don't know what the f**k I'm talkin' 'bout

Start everyday with some f**ksh*t
You shooting your shots but they missing, no ducking
You droppin', they floppin' like fish in a bucket
I'm hooking yo b*t*h with my bait and she love it
She suck it like grease off the bones of a chicken
If you try to follow me on my pound you be slippin'
Rappers be fiendin' for styles and flows that finger lickin'
Sound of the lyrics that proper talking he different
Dumb little b*t*h you the same as the rest
Recycling flows, rappin' 'bout you the best
I'll butcher your ego and eat it like flesh, thеn I'm sh*tting you out
That was hard to digest
Flush you away with a face of disgust
I think 'bout you dying whenеver I bust
I don't got lots of friends, not too many I trust
I don't f**k with these rappers, they all f**king suck

Was f**king cynical
The lowest of pinnacles
These humans living pitiful
Soon won't be residual
We breath beneath the feces of the world, we're so greedy
I don't think that I'm this species
I'm an alien being