Slaves

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[Part I] [Intro] [?], PÜKECHAMBER [Verse] This retarded bitch won't shut the fuck up You a targeted bitch, I will beat your cunt up I'm a wicked faggot slut, so you come eat my nuts Push your head into your guts, slap your bitch, slap your mutt Kill yourself, that's all I want you to do I hate your life, I hate your voice, I hate your clothes, I hate your coons Rot his fucking bones in a trash bag, treat him like my slave Whip him like the 1800's, the cotton cannot rot so great I will kill your fuckin' family, leave your niggas cum out blood Punch your pregnant auntie, leave her baby rot and die right up Pussy boy, shut that mouth, pussy boy, eat my cow Make a teacher suck my dick for an apple in his town Put this nigga's face in dirt, make 'em eat the worms Stick a blade in your dick-hole, ha, snap your nosebones Kick a bomb in your house, Akbar vibes be gettin' bold Niggas in the crib, headshot dead, bitch, I'm so cold Face to face wit' a pussy, leave him wet, he a rookie Want a cookie? Ain't no terms of service, kill your pastor, ain't no service I'll break your windows and rip your curtains and eat out your heart, hurting Bite your skin off, leave it in my mouth, chasing out your country Fucking dummy, kick your baby in your tummy Leave my bones on the floor, got my body layin' down I don't want you pussy niggas that just wanna kick me down All you faggots ain't on shit, I will fuckin' dick you down, uh [Chorus] Leave a slave get slashed by a whip, by a whip, by a whip Run his kid over with my whip, with my whip, with my whip Make you do a dance like a whip, like a whip, like a whip Leave a nigga get slashed by a whip, by a whip, by a whip Leave a slave get slashed by a whip, by a whip, by a whip Run his kid over with my whip, with my whip, with my whip Make you do a dance like a whip, like a whip, like a whip Leave a nigga get slashed by a whip, by a whip, by a whip [Part II] [Verse 1] Dimmin' in the dark Plastic niggas gettin' sharp Might sniff snow 'til I'm off Then get drunk in the car Crash my tires really hard Might fill my lungs with gas Kill my life, it's been bad Might inhale these fuckin' packs [Chorus] I don't want no troubles anymore Been feelin' stressed, nothing's 'bout me is best I don't want no troubles anymore Been feelin' stressed, nothing's 'bout me is best [Verse 2] Please myself with a pack I'm done with these swords in my back In my own hell, I'm fucking trapped I'ma keep fighting Satan 'til he gets wack Feeling like a demon, feeling like an angel I could be both if there's too hard to handle Fire in my soul, demons melting like a candle Obtuse position, lemme aim at your angles, yuh [Chorus] I don't want no troubles anymore Been feelin' stressed, nothing's 'bout me is best I don't want no troubles anymore Been feelin' stressed, nothing's 'bout me is best [Refrain] I've been wantin' to exhale, but I can't in this hell And my soul ain't for sale, I'm still trapped in my jail I've been wantin' to exhale, but I can't in this hell And my soul ain't for sale, I'm still trapped in my jail [Outro] Oh-ho There is no CPR, there is no CPR There is no C, P, R
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