Rising
Aceox
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I'm on the fucking rise Revived like Jesus Christ Offensive but tight I'm a banger in part-time I f*ck bitchez and thrill-kill gangbangers You cuck as I drill and bang your family members I burn your banners, kill you in a mill then grind you up Turn you into flour, bill your family, feed you to a pup Bitchez want to battle, but I don't battle faggots Snitchez I taunt rattle their chains as I snag 'em I confront that ill rapper before I fucking tag him Boo talks 'bout our bond, take her money, bitch, bag it I'm the king of the hill, I'm a god damn crazy fucker Psychiatric-wing's my home, shot dead lazy cocksuckers Chop 'em up then take your bitch out to shop and f*ck I'm at the top, you suck 'cuz you rely on props and luck My lyrics make no sense, yeah bitch, I know I take my fans and shove 'em down your throat I revive my enemies, take down with serenity I'm hanging G's, pop a cap in your head and steal your identity I'm on the fucking rise Revived like Jesus Christ Offensive but tight I'm a banger in part-time You constantly nag, cry and then you god damn brag You wear an old rag and think that shit is rad I zap your brain with shocks, slash your wrist with a fang When I die, I'll go out with a god damn loud bang Drive-by outta a sports car going on a killing spree Dive into madness hoping to be grilling freaks I'm chillin' free, being on a timid trip on weed It's rife that I'm doping to not be feelin' weak I get my cash and make it rain on people Makes pussies wet when I bash OGs I bet and crash, fake my death for freedom Take a lash, rash I strake my wrath on my dope beats I'm a crazy freak, no pills will ever change it Pry I try out new things, chills down my spine, shit I don't lie about my will to kill criminals, not a bit Push 'em down a pit, why am I so fried in my crib? I'm on the fucking rise Revived like Jesus Christ Offensive but tight I'm a banger in part-time I spit some hot bars on my own damn hip hop beat My shit's lit, it starts a war outta my home I roam the motherfucking streets, f*ck that bitch weak Psycho-style, I rip you into shreds 'cuz you're a damn crone Pop a cap in your head, kill you fag dead You fap to nans, boom bap are the best tracks Trap you fag, then grill you for that god damn dab Mad mans gonna kill bad bitchez so rad, yah Halt die Fresse kleiner Pisser, geb' keinen Fick auf dich Du bist so ein Lutscher, Bitch, du lutscht dicks für YouTube clicks Machst einen auf Gangsta, bist aber nur 'n armer Penner Flex' deine Kohle und ich schmeiß 'nen Molotov durch dein Fenster I take a shit on your family tree you fucking loser Du bist fake, Kid, Ich bange G's und Pakistani Luder Rake in cash, bit by bit I f*ck and bang you into pieces Mache Gangsta Shit, und du Spack denkst ich bin Jesus I'm on the fucking rise Revived like Jesus Christ Offensive but tight I'm a banger in part-time
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