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lirik lagu feeling fubar - step back

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(intro)
d~mn sadlistical you went crazy on that one

(verse 1: duhfossa)
i got a stick on me
i’m talkin bout literally
got it at {?}
i cast a spell on me
you can’t even spell, i see
you can’t even read, i see
you can’t even count, i see
on the {?} you suck my d
i got a d the size of a musket
you got the b~tch and she gonna suck it
i’m gonna leave then i gotta tuck it
i gotta quit but she kick that bucket

(verse 2: notmyles)
who the f~ck you talking to?
p~ssy boy i think you mad
and you think that we won’t shank you, mate
boy don’t make me f~cking laugh (hahaha)
and i’m f~cking knackered
these boys is some hot rubbish
how you think you think peak p~ssy boy
i’m the summit
you’re b~tch is a b~tter face
she look like andre drummond (eww)
fubar you know that we bl~~dy coming
(hook: goodball)
if you f~ck with gang, step back
‘cause you know a brother coming out
straight for your t~~th
you know i’ll f~ck a man up
quick time
don’t chat
know you sitting back
hating on me
you dun know
staining his cheeks
i’m chasing on feet
i’m made in the streets
there’s been times when i prayed for you beat
man i’m looking so hindu, faith in the beef
pull up, man, i’m outside, on the opp block
find a p~ssy put holes in his t~shirt
find a man, 10 shots to his chest, through the wall, got a rude boy calling me a cheater
take him out from 17 metres
saying my strap the naughtiest eater
stomp man’s face out
f~ck sake
my days
real ting
true say man feet hurt
(break)
right now everything is extremely fubar

(verse 3: sadlistical)
smoking that cor~ pack
f.u.b.a.r. what you know ’bout that
your b~tch want me
yeah, you know you mad
ching him quick
he ain’t know what’s that (huh)
like gray, never been in colour
talk sh~t, ima put you in the cutter
goodball gon’ k!ll you f~ckers
f.u.b.a.r and we taking your lover
you don’t know me
what you talking about copyright
f~ck is you talking ’bout
you know you a copy right?
bruv’s choking he need a heik~
bl~~dy h~ll i meant a heimlich

(hook: goodball)
if you f~ck with gang, step back
‘cause you know a brother coming out
straight for your t~~th
you know i’ll f~ck a man up
quick time
don’t chat
know you sitting back
hating on me
you dun know
staining his cheeks
i’m chasing on feet
i’m made in the streets
there’s been times when i prayed for you beat
man i’m looking so hindu, faith in the beef
pull up, man, i’m outside, on the opp block
find a p~ssy put holes in his t~shirt
find a man, 10 shots to his chest, through the wall, got a rude boy calling me a cheater
take him out from 17 metres
saying my strap the naughtiest eater
stomp man’s face out
f~ck sake
my days
real ting
true say man feet hurt
(verse 4: devvn)
and a mandem, he got shanked
‘cuz he was talking on the cronem
you wanna cross the guys
then you gon’ die
‘cuz we ain’t folding
i’m a london boy
munch fish n’ chips in a car that is not stolen
big puffer over the nike tech
that’s how you know i’m chosen
you know central cee my big man
you know we go way back
in me father house i f~ck your spouse and then i smoke some crack
you ugly as h~ll
i would rather die than look like that
10 women at my crib and they asses is all fat


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