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lirik lagu buzzkill - endgame

[verse 1: buzzk!ll]
everyone’s on me like they think i like, yeah
i’ll beat the h~ll outta them like they’re a dyk~, yeah
when i am rapping, shut up, be polite, yeah
if you don’t stop this, my fists will get tight
this album goes hard like a bomb goes boom boom, but
i’m shooting my shots like a gun goes pew pew, and
you hitting the track sounding like a raccoon
but then i hit this beat sounding like twenty~two
i’m pulling myself out this sh~t like a cop, yeah
when my track burns, i’ll be chased by the opps, yeah
after this album’s live, i’ll be on top
while your in missouri on dirt pulling crops
this beat will go off causing the world to end
i don’t got much time, please give me an extend, yeah
the people repeating me like i’m a trend, but
i don’t care what b~tches thinking, it’s always a full send
add this to your playlist, please don’t choose or pick
i’m staying real tight in my songs like a clique
shut the h~ll up boomer, look~a~like tick
sounding like you are built like a piece of a stick
this is my album, yeah, this is the end, but
i got no real people, it’s all fake ass friends, so
if you don’t mess with me, then let’s just make amends
or else i will have to beat your ass with extends
i took that kid in my room and blew out his brains
i looked at his bed sheets and they were full of stains
i don’t mess with them b~tches that are eating grain
you walking ‘round the school lookin’ like you need ‘caine
i take him and beat him until he shuts his trap
i bought a laser off the market and will zap
so i can use it on my teacher that likes rap
i’m laying these bars down, yeah, option z will make it snap

[verse 2: option z]
yeah, yeah, aye, aye, aye
imma f~ck up on ya b~tch, she suck my d~ck
told that motherf~cking hoe to close her mouth, don’t spit
run up on a f~ggot with a glock, with a d~ck
shoot him in the face, leave him laying down in a ditch
running out of body bags, left, right, b~tch
alter egos on my schitso sh~t
ripped an instrumental, yeah, i gave it a fix
800 on feet, 20 b~tches on my d~ck
when i hop on that beat, yeah, you know i’m gon’ slaughter
i f~ck on your mother and f~ck on your daughter
i don’t keep it on me, my homie got chopper
and if a dyk~ yelling, yeah, you know i’ll drop her
i run from the the feds, yeah, i run from the coppers
watch out for your girl ’cause i know she a thotter
shout out to lucas, he’s a boarder hopper
she touchin’ my nuts like a ball, but no soccer

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