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lirik lagu i-stein – obliterate

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[intro]
holy guacamole, noah
f~ck you noah! (yeah, yuh, yuh)

[verse: i~stein]
gashes on my skin, poison ivy f~ckin burns
smokin’ out that tin, in that (?) while we turnt
c~cky little b~tch sucking d~ck, she’ll never learn
d~ck up in her bra, in her p~ssy on my shirt (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m gassed, i do not like the way you talk
breaking bones and breaking (?)
skating tracks in overalls
stomping pigs until i fall
scratchin’ d~ck is scratchin’ b~lls
snortin’ lines of adderall
d~ck up in her p~ssy, top, (?)
that b~tch smells like brocolli
she suck my d~ck properly
make that b~tch my b~tch in her walls on my property
cash out, like monopoly
f~ck your ideology
copy like a copycat, you some i~stein wannabe’s

[verse: eddison]
i grab the choppa, i do not call police
pull up with this stick, i make him sing just likе some r&b
i’m f~ckin’ on yo’ b~tch, and asked that b~tch to suck up on my d
once i gеt it, then i got it, make him rest in peace
spin a n~gga block, i spin his block like some monopoly
you a wh0re, i pull up, start kickin’ in your door, lil’ wh0re
pop a stick and then start sitting on the floor, lil’ wh0re
i cut sh~t up, like don’t be shy, put some more (put some more)
i got 4 bands, imma f~ck yo’ colon
big ass whip, it’s stolen
pull up like it’s frozen, b~tch
pull up, b~tch, like go in
pull up, i might go in, b~tch
i don’t got no lean no more, you pulled up once i pulled it, b~tch
[verse: i~stein]
pulled it, yeah i f~cking pulled that sh~t, uh
stogie in his mouth, and he higher than a frog
i don’t wanna talk, that dat b~tch got me (?)
i got the bar (yeah, huh, yeah uh)
pull up with my bro
pull up wit’ his nose
(?) on bro
(?) like the bro’s
i can f~ck you (?)
i don’t got no (?)
i said you should (?)
get on your kn~knees right hoe
i don’t wanna talk, cause she been f~cking p~ssin’ me
little b~tch boy, wanna talk?
sh~t i’m gon’ send him to the opps
man that sh~t is not that hard, all you m~f~’s rap out cars
just don’t cry to your ma~ma when when i leave you f~cking sore
yeah, this the way i wanna live so get the f~ck up out of my face
celery, so much smokin’, i’ll leave you f~ckin’ in yo’ place
sittin’ all these flows on my bros, it’s a (?)
where’s my f~ckin’ money that my music gonna generate?
oh? you like that culture? guess you gonna go appropriate
oh, i punch you in yo’ mouth, that medicaid won’t medicate
yeah, i’m on the beat, and my flow it gonna incinerate
and if you gon’ f~ck with me, i’m gon’ f~ckin obliterate (sh~t)


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