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lirik lagu chaotick – mugshot

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[chorus]
voice going flat like a curb stomp
shape my wood, do it blindfolded, yeah, bird box
by the third shot, rhythm intense, my courage pops
like the mugshots, flash, back with the third song
take a mugshot, murder spree, now they all gone

[verse]
yeah, b~tch, bird box, f~ck it, bird house
getting wood like a herb crop, leave and burst out
writing non stop, never stopping, in the c~ckpit while crashing into waves while yelling “aw sh~t, aw f~ck”
got the tourette’s, on the third set of my shots
i’m bout burst in with the props
yeah b~tch i’m thirsting for some thots
my minds absurd, yes, but bout to give it all that i got
binaural music filled with the thoughts
i think i’m done with the music that flops
b~tch i’m bout pop, huh
got a million h~llions to drop, yeah, they fell but i’m not
i’m a top dog, smoking f~ckloads of pot at the back bus
bus driver’s f~cking jaw dropped, but it’s okay cuz it medicates the leather inside of my
drop top, f~ck it i don’t own sh~t but plastic guns and fake clips
i’m all that and a bag of the chips
grabbing a knife and then stabbing it in
the poltergeist, i follow you till i win
breaking the ice, f~cking hammer to your chin
i do not you like it when you try to defend
all of that sh~t, i’m on a whim, i am the remedy, you’re a toxin, i am a god, yeah, pay for sins
so you’re outgoing i guess, i must confess, i don’t really believe you people are getting anything but rest
i been thinking like it’s chess, “how long till i am the best?”
b~tch, i been f~cking up lately, but i’m coming for the heads
i am a little annoyed, so i’m gonna make you dead
i’m gonna make you fed with all of the sh~t you said
you looking a bit upset cuz you look like anna rex, see i
think i am the best and you are tryna protest

coming in the minute you f~ckers are talking trash
yeah i’m coming to kick your asses and kick you outta the class
you’re tied up in a lasso, i’m leaving you on the tracks
all the hustle and bustle today is gonna k!ll you fast
i f~cking recommend that you run ‘fore i finish you
the illiterate spit you blew can go all on your tennis shoe
this is fire like satan’s room, but i spring up and blossom too
i’ma end up on top of you, look at the fury y’all have brewed
why you looking at me like i’m savage? sure i got the battle axe but i grabbed it so i would have it
it’s scary on top my mattress, cuz all of my friends are capping
like the heart up in my stomach i am bursting for some action
i am hurting for attraction, aka the f~cking slapping
my hands and attracted to your face, whether punching or smacking
you ain’t coming to my luncheon, b~tch, it is not gonna happen
you get what is my cabinet, spices and f~cking radishes
i’ve not met a madder b~tch, but i have had badder b~tch
yes i am f~cking on your sis, now i have addresses
take your head and then bash it into a wall and then grab a wrench
find your pulse and then clamp on it, tug on it till your losing skin
tug on it till your bruising it, do it till there’s no bpm
find your soul, then i’m reapin it, p~ss on your grave, you’ll sleep in p~ss
acid to your skull seeping in, like the bench when you sleep on it
gravity pulling you through sh~t, lyrical assault blew this b~tch

(chorus)
voice going flat like a curb stomp
shape my wood, do it blindfolded, yeah, bird box
by the third shot, rhythm intense, my courage pops
like the mugshots, flash, back with the third song
take a mugshot, murder spree, now they all gone
voice going flat like a curb stomp
shape my wood, do it blindfolded, yeah, bird box
by the third shot, rhythm intense, my courage pops
like the mugshots, flash, back with the third song
take a mugshot, murder spree, now they all gone


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