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lirik lagu cris the kid - uncensored

[verse 1]
snap, take the picture no filter
this sh-t be uncensored like f-ckin’ yo sister
stop it cris, don’t be nasty
switch up on you cats, spit cl-ssy
spit madly, you spit sadly
you spit mad, i spit gladly
this kid about to go on a murder spree
verbal darts aim sharp, murder scene
uncensored television if you try and murder me
you try and murder for money, while i murder free
it takes b-lls and heart to own my thrown
you come around me bro
you lower your tone, you already know

[chorus]
please children don’t listen, this about to be uncensored
will leave a taste in your mouth saltier than pepper
more sour than lemon, here comes the villain
get the f-ck out my way, i’m comin’ for the k!llin’

[verse 2]
for the k!llin’, straight for the k!ll
second alb-m k!lls the game, y’all pay the bill
cover all the funeral expeensives
i leave no trace with my verbal smith and wesson
carry lethals, inside my veins expose in sequels
you just entered my realm and my dream was the prequel
i’m more doper and dirtier than your average hood needles
i just set off the game, i’m the new derek jeter
and you mc’s can’t make stop me cause i just begun
and i’m so d-mn hot, i receive jealousy from the sun
and is it really my fault i was born to spit that heat
i guess not when i’m awake and y’all b-tches asleep
and i’m already forward cause i know what happens after
me and the future rock well, y’all still rockin’ pampers
you p-ssy rappers, your girl my d-ck she measures
stop whinin’ mothaf-cka, told you my sh-t uncensored
brings you no pleasure, only pain
my mouth is fully loaded, i’m ready to make it rain
should i do it on stage or better front page
expose you in so many directions you run out of ways

[verse 3]
don’t think y’all understand when i say it’s a wrap
my digits straight going up like i increased my math
my path is set to get anything i wanna get
the next time i fly is when i have a private jet
after the ex left, many nights struggled for s-x
yeah i’m out here still f-ckin’ whatever i can get
i look up and ask why n-body hits me up ?
i still have no mothaf-ckin’ girls on my nuts
some want love, some want d-ck up the gut
some want commitment, some want it up the b-tt
last illcap beat on the alb-m, so had to go all out
show you mothaf-ckas what it is to walk around with your b-lls out
go home, grow a pair, then come back and talk to me
until then don’t need y’all in my company
on the real you really need to stop frontin’ g
you gotta be real if you wanna f-ck with me

- lirik lagu cris the kid

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