Last of a Dying Breed

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Claas - Rap, In English

Last of a Dying Breed

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[Verse 1: Claas] Rah! I'm back with the .45 like it's '95 Jordan right before eyes Ten steps till they turn then they all die A Wild West captain with my guns high And I think of these niggas like fish in a barrel, I'm popping off shots Why would y'all go and figure that you're on my level when really you're not? Ha! Ginsus when I get you Tupac razorblades run against you Leave a nigga talking shit with a chipped tooth And a knife to the gut, yeah, that's into Yeah! Slaughter these fucks (Slaughter these fucks) Trust I ain't looking for bucks (Trust I ain't looking for bucks) Just when I see all the blood, you'll just gеt the whammy for pressing your luck I got my endorsеment from SCUM, and now I'm a killer on payroll Catch all these fuckers while out on the prowl, strap 'em down right to the table They're hoping that it's just a fable, label told that my mind isn't stable But bitch I am willing and able, so nobody lives once I say so [Chorus: Claas] They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) I'm the last of a dying breed, I'm the person you try to be If you die tonight that be fine with me, ahh They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) I'm the last of a dying breed, I'm everything that you'd like to be Dope as fuck plus I'm a beast like rah [Verse 2: Claas] No lives matter, I'm just here for the blood splatter Body parts off and they all scattered, serve it to my dogs on a gold platter Hah! Boy I'm killing 'em now (Hooh), hanging them up like they're planets Then I'm taking a bow (Hooh), deserve some applause for this damage See I have managed these maniacal words that I speak I use 'em to round up the troops, an army of killers saluting to me I see death so that means war I keep 'em all addicted like a drug lord Hiding everybody underneath the floorboards Of course that's horrorcore The plague that is coming will be the new eater of worlds (Worlds) So follow the buzzards these carcasses rotted all over the floors (Floors) This shit is disgusting, but fuck it, we're settling scores Fuck me, fuck you, yeah, that's what I'm doing this for [Chorus: Claas] They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) I'm the last of a dying breed, I'm the person you try to be If you die tonight that be fine with me, ahh They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) They don't make 'em like they used to, huh? (huh, huh) I'm the last of a dying breed, I'm everything that you'd like to be Dope as fuck plus I'm a beast like rah [Outro: Carole King] Mama doesn't like him 'cause he never cuts his hair Daddy doesn't like him 'cause he says he heard him swear He's a bad boy But I don't care

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  • Claas