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lirik lagu jakprogresso - killigraphy

[intro: jakprogresso]
fatal dose sh~t
dead rabbits sh~t
some vhs tapes sh~t
yo

[verse 1: jakprogresso]
this sh~t mad crack, a charlie sheen rock
drip nasty like dead babies (eww) sprayed on screenshots
i’m on my beam pod
me and coast scope out like a epileptic thot’s eyeb~lls when you hit the g spot (umm)
smoke so much weed my skin got, leaf spots
and the rats hit mad young, like teen moms
i eat shrooms like leaf cutters and puff pie (woah)
i’m the acid spongebob who lives in a spit bubble under a tongue blot
we at the pool trippin’ (hahahaha), everything cool then the mood switches
my spit look likе, dope in the spoon fizzin’ (psh)
i take a dab hit and writе some mad sh~t
my bones eyein’ h~ll’s magnet
transgender parent; i drag kids (what?)
drugs in jail, the pen push crack and bag it
camp out at lake sammamish, and snap pics

[verse 2: coast locastro]
yeah, yeah, yo, yo
the first time i met jak, he smelt like a dead babbi (what up?)
then he popped the f~ckin’ trunk at the back of his red mahdi (boop, boop)
i said johnny, that ain’t the way you do that
let’s cut his face off and pose for selfies for the group chat
i got a gravy stain on my favorite nike airs
we paisan’ (paisan’!) but not the kind with the spiky hair (uh~uh)
icy stairs lead to shallow holes in westchester
i caved his head in with the lead from my bed dresser
to stop moloids, i rock a pendant coined in red pepper
ask for money in luck it doesn’t get better
fresh dressed, a fila suit with the gorilla cap
that’s why these freaks twittin’ where the f~ck is fila back?
i’m in a villa in milan countin’ scrilla stacks
d~ck stickin’ to my leg ’til she peel it back
and take a proper slurp, look it up, forgot his shirt
yo’ plug never pick up when you call, well, i got the work callin’
[outro: coast locastro]
914, 597, 7721
but i be scr~pin’ in the evenings, aight?

[fear and loathing in las vegas (1998)]
jesus, bad waves of paranoia, madness, fear and loathing, intolerable vibrations in this place. get out. the weasels were closing in. i could smell the ugly brutes. but do me this one last favor, lord; just give me five more high~speed hours before you bring the hammer down, just let me get rid of this godd~mn…

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