NOT EVEN HALF TRUE
• Written by TRUNEO
Death threats are like cigarette's
I roll my own
And i can hold my own,
Dick and piss on everything you own
So keep talking shit
I need to be rich
I just need the motivation
Speaking of penetration
I'm not gay like you think
Nor am I attracted to men
So that means
Your pretty ass still has a chance
I might bend your ass over and make you mine one day
So keep saying my name
I might appear fist full of gripping your hair
Just to Leave my handprints
On your little milky white dairy air
Let me make this more clear
I don't take orders from puppetteers
I make bridges disappear in water
Ritualistic slaughter
If you gonna keep talking shit
Hide your wife and your daughter quick
Just playing I'm not that bad of a guy
But I will bust a nut right in your black eye
And slide up in-between your girlfriend's thighs
Get her ass on site
I already killed you once in a past life
You don't remember
It happened so quick
Bitch
Everybody has a darkside don't believe me
Ask Christ
He'll tell you quick "you don't want to meet mine"
He was born in a manger right,
Well I was born from all the anger that he kept inside
In a pool of mother earth's tears
Baptized with his blood sweat & fears
There ain't nothing you can do to me cuz
I am the source of thug love
Everybody knows where I live
So what the fuck you wanna do?
Y'all be hiding from me like the government
Hides the truth!
I ain't fucking scared y'all can be my enemy too
Cuz somebody has gotta teach y'all dumb kids
How to behave
Better mind y'alls manors
Slave
What I should do is smack y'alls parents
Cuz what I believe
You just want me to cause more damage
Well, message received
Like the lord already done planned it
Not your God
Me
I'll tell you like I told the mob
Fuck your mob
I been quietly breaking seals for real
You don't want me to get loud
Boy
I will smack you so hard
I'll make a frog pop out of your mouth
Rib it, then stomp your ass out
I Getchi get it I Trib it and your ass I will rip it
But I tell you what
Since your little sweet ass
Took your time just to make me laugh
Cause you really don't want to fight for your life
I'll leave you with some good advice
When you do finally see me put down this ice
And start to step outta this closet
Your asses better get ready
To pull your money out of the stock markets
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About the Artist
TRUNEO
Member since March 27 2024