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Razur StaTiC

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ERIC NORTH - Rap, Experimental

Razur StaTiC

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November 4, 2017.

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[Intro] Okay Better luck, fuck, my fists robust Your bitch wanna fuck, she said you cuck I cuff her wrist, might catch that buck She suck this pipe and rust 'til dusk [Chorus] Your daughter slaughtered, pass her ass for lunch I just pulled her panties out the trunk Any nigga beefing get a punch CIRE used Dark move, Crunch Hopping out the motherfucking Beamer with a beam I don't know the bitch but I make cream She don't like a nigga 'til I'm feeding her a bean She digest the mess to my scream Everybody flocking, ain't nobody ever talking When a nigga start a ruckus, everybody get stuck They ain't never love me 'til I'm talkin' bout a pill And now I gotta hide these lyrics so I'll just say "Fuck" Their souls fall down pits Eyes on predictable bitch She done touched my spit Ice, ice, ice, my wrist [Bridge] Got a problem? Let a xan talk Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all Got a problem? Let a xan talk Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all Got a problem? Let a xan talk Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all Got a problem? Let a xan talk Can't speak, bitch? Let a xan talk Can't feel shit? Let a xan talk Y'all so robotic, I hate y'all Fucker, fucker Fucker, hahah, fucker Yuh, Cire, hah [Chorus] Your daughter slaughtered, pass her ass for lunch I just pulled her panties out the trunk Any nigga beefing get a punch Cire used dark move crunch Hopping out the motherfucking Beamer with a beam I don't know the bitch but I make cream She don't like a nigga 'til I'm feeding her a bean She digest the mess to my scream Everybody flocking, ain't nobody ever talking When a nigga start a ruckus, everybody get stuck They ain't never love me 'til I'm talkin' bout a pill And now I gotta hide these lyrics so I'll just say "Fuck" Their souls fall down pits Eyes on predictable bitch She done touched my spit Ice, ice, ice, my wrist

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