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lirik lagu the traumster - micropenis energy

[intro: mkultra]
yeah! (yeah right now)
okay, okay, okay, okay!
listen here, listen here, listen here (yeah)
godd~mn, godd~mn (yeah, yeah!)

[verse 1: mkultra]
ball deep down, put the cliques down
i’ma stomp, shake the ground, worms leak out
bring the heat, don’t repeat, it’s a freak~out
but i go deep down, tryna hold the [?], wow
sounding like a slug [?], your b~tches is still [?], dried up
l!ck a [?], but she don’t like [?]

[verse 2: the traumster, wendigo]
okay, you f~cking, get poppin’ the p~ssy
f~ck a b~tch stupid then f~ck on her sister
send her a pic of it, trauma just p~ssed her off
ask if i may not know [?] (ayy, ayy)
told that b~tch to quiet down, [?] (shut the f~ck up b~tch)
motherf~ckers quiet, [?] ’cause the rental sell (ayy)
[?] but she wanna suck my d~ck [?] (stop, stop!)
i’m finna rob all your bands, okay, they tryna [?], okay
do i want the sloppy at the [?], made it a [?] flaccid take
i’m a pterodactyl, came out the water, david hassel (david hasselhoff)
[?] rockin’ shackles, aim at the pistol [?] (ayy, i’m in the booth) (b~tch!)
[verse 3: wendigo, christ dillinger]
wassup!
ayy, ooh, yeah (ayy)
you was wearing bape while i was wearing a suit (ayy, uh)
you was in the womb, i was eatin’ forbidden fruit, yuh
b~tch, that’s what i do, let me say it again, it’s what i do (what i do)
yeah, my [?] be long, but my money be longer
lone wolf, my family was slaughtered
we be the sons yeah, and we be the daughters
god gave us motion [?] obama
i’m in your city on stage, keeping yo’ gut on top of my face
got kilter and [?] on my plate, i’m in the gaza strip with the missiles and planes
gaza!
yo bro i~, bro i’m, bro i’m in the st—, bro, i’m recording bro (yeah, my bad)
bro, i’m recording bro (my bad, chill i gotta lay this sh~t down right now, bro)
bro this, f~cking guy (nah, i gotta lay this sh~t down right—)

[verse 3: christ dillinger]
you already know
we got choppas, glocks, beams (ayy)
we got yo’ b~tch eatin’ beans (ayy, ayy)
i don’t do xan’s, percs or lean
i’m a fiend for hoes and green
stupid little b~tch, i’m with my spooks again (my spooks!)
packs coming in the mail, from the mexicans (mexicano)
he run to the fed, he get decapitated
my brain is serated, my brain is sedated
quick, jog on the blade, i can’t leave satan waitin’
bullets, they flyin’, i swear that sh~t rainin’
i f~ck on a b~tch and she don’t say repel
and i’m puttin’ that sh~t in your coffin, i’m nailin’
[verse 4: lil darkie]
wait, [?], they waitin’ for us on the subway
see what we do, ’cause you love it the sub way
stackin’ that green on that bread like a subway
i can’t pick up, darkie, i’m on the subway
yeah, mobbin’ the city, we here wit’ yo bitty
she slippin’ a titty, respectfully, ma’am
i am a bachelor, i’m with the fam
if you don’t want sh~t then my d~ck remain slip like a jam
i am the man, i have a plan
i’m with the gang and we do what gets done
run wit’ yo’ finger, might f~ck with my son
spirit box, spider gang, bite on my thumb

[outro: lil darkie]
~n~l flui—

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