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Revengeful
- Grenades dropping when i spit, rapping I gotta be honest
- Great feel when I get hit, slaphappy, lotta smacks with calmness
- Hail me pricks. Pale, i'm sick, I snap and just erupt, the harshest
- Nail ya bitch, call me stale, I flip. Stab ya in the gut with horns
- Satanic, have a ritual, you're fucking done for
- Breaking your family's bones, chugging their guts, gore!
- Wait, before that kill spree, tazer shocking their blood, scorched!
- That's just a taste of the worst i am capable
- Rap busts my brain, my head's burnt like napalm
- No whack lyrics, carefully written, each syllable
- Fast rapping coming real quick, prepare your ears y'all
- Here is the part that feels really impressive
- He's spitting up bars skilled in rapid succession
- and building these radical manic sentences
- assembled with mathematical cleverness
- This rappity rap god relapsed eminem shit
- and I have extravagant smashing potential
- a bat outta hell, snapping, leave ya suspenseful
- These raps i'm crafting have you nasty, revengeful
- Wrecking every song that i'm on, for rap, got a knack
- Second verse it's on if you thought I can't top the last
- There's no mercy coming, I'm not done, man, stop the sass
- Wealth, thirty million kroners in my bag, lots of cash
- I nabbed. Rob the bank, I went in, shot the glass
- then I ran, lost the path, stopped turned my back,
- cops coming after me, fuck, casted a glance,
- I scoffed and laughed, rock chucked at their asses,
- got caught for criminal offense, sentenced
- to Rot in Iraq and get hanged cause I had
- shot glasses topped up and splashed, underage smashed,
- drunk, plastered from vodka and jack, Beverage drank.
- Took a flight to Japan, landed and coughed up the sadness.
- Had a can full of pasta and mac, salsa sauce, sausage and spam,
- lasagna and a dose of whoop ass. It got lost in the baggage,
- I got salty and snapped, "i'm fucking starved, man. I want my naughty snack back
- This airport is fucking faulty and can't, even keep control of my bags"
- I stopped in my rant, then called for a cab and scrawled down this rap
- I'm thriving on rhymes, I got a head full, i'm on schedule, and
- the blinding bomb lines I drop are incredible, leave you revengeful
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