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machete (ft. Snak the Ripper & Young Sin)

Keep that machete stashed and swing it on that assYeah now who the fuck is this

Spittin' limitless you minimalist bitch

Something wrong with your brain if you 'ain't feeing this

We're 'bout to blow the fucking club up like some terrorists

Gonna die with my face planted in a pair of tits

You must admit this is the shit that make you sick, the [?]

Drink it, drink it up, you think it's safe but you know what

It never is, accept what it is

Killin' the scene, you know what it is

The people [???]

Fucking with shit you can never forget

Yeah, I got some holes in my head and I fill 'em up with trash

I suppose that I'm dead, but you probably shouldn't ask

I got some hoes in my bed, and some hundreds in cash, cause I

Keep that machete stashed and swing it on that assBanging heads like some motherfuckin' rockstars

Incite riots and light fire to cop cars

Hot bars, they fuck with hot broads

No 5's or 7's, if they ain't dimes they're knock-offs

Sit in the grave, [?] as a slave, kicking the shit in the wickedest haze

Slash like a razor, I'm moving your face

You think that you're ill - that isn't the case

Real as they come, number the one

Can't feel my face, number than numb

Pulling the smoke as I come to the lawn

Higher this year, dumber than blown

Datsik

Snak the Ripper

Young Sin

Motherfucker!

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