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[Verse 1: LIL SMALL INTESTINE]
(Small Intestine on the Track!)
We playing for honour, they playing for fun
We praying for dollars, they paying for

Oh, my stomachs growling.
My hungry stomach is rumbling.
Oh, my stomachs empty.
Theres nothing inside 
my empty belly.

The small intestine wants food,

blessing (woah)
You only get one chance to make the first impression (it's Gucci)
I'm all in her intestines to make sure she get the message (go, go, go)

Like carbohydrates, protein, fat and vitamins
They're what we need to live
Where are we going now
We're going into the intestines
It's getting smaller

cons j'préfère qu'on m'isole

Tu veux me tester, on est parti pour une lutte intestine (intestine)
On investi, de bâtards infestés y'a plus de miskine

Burping & Farting

MC Paul Barman

Paullelujah!

[MC Paul Barman]
Burping & Farting, Burping & Farting
Burping's from slurping the carbon dioxide
Farting's from digesting gas in the intestines

sink it deep
And then I sink it deep ho
My dick been chilling wit ya intestines, ho
Chilling wit ya intestines
Lets make a movie Quentin Tarantino
Pussy

sounds to me he had it with your shit 

And now he's out for blood, Are you happy now 
He's gonna use your intestines to hang you by the ceiling
Burn you

nowhere to hide
The whole world knows
Of your plans for global genocide
Monsanto
It's like ya don't know
Consumption of your products
Intestines fill up

Yeah, and i got yo lil ho' she come my way
I just fucked up my liver, i hop in the stu' I probably
I probably just ripped an intestine, don't know what

in the kitchen
It's bare of any helping hands
Now its got me wishing
For wooden rafters here
My intestines
Tied to yours
Viscera, laying on the floor

intestines
You're always such a critic
You've got me second-guessing
You're parasitic
You just want my intestines
You're always such a critic
You've got me

Chrome on the monster leather intestines
Wit' a top model and a contestants
I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma rock 'n' roller
It's Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah

The bloodstained blade of an irreverent man 
The bodies laid slain with intestines hand 
Dismal slaughter 
Fills the altar 
Nothing else served 
In this house

wrecked
Won't even start from the start cause my mind is in reflect 
My heart is empty 
Mind is kold
I don't got patience 
My body froze
Intestines crows

through your mouth right from your bladder
Barfing out blood just to see it splatter
Place your entrails on a platter

Intestines come out from your mouth

plates
And we're still hollow with
Tree bark armor, internal war scars
I'm sludging through the trench mud
Intestines filled with filth
Torn garments

Okay baby
You know we can skip the foreplay
Ima beat it up 
Have you spinning 
Like a bey blade 
Aka 
I'm in yo guts 
Like intestines
Hit it like

pay before the deadline
Tattoo of i'm fine resides below intestines
The swine of the burning state
On stage with blades to paint the stains

If i die i

Mhm, Mhm, Mhm
Sippin' this lean-to fast I done fucked up my stomach
Yea I done fucked up my stomach (Woah woah)
Yea I done fucked my intestines up

Ah, ah, ayy
Stoneman, shifting liquid body like a snowman
Sandman, spilling out my stomach, my intestines
Break neck, whiplash, rubber make his jaw

The intestines on burst the stomach torn wide gaping

Flow of blood comes to chronic innards

Disembowel with powerful compression suppressing

Contains many

want them to suffer to the end The cosmos

Nothing is meaningful except for Death
Gutting the intestines everyday
Pulling out the brains from the Skulls

is screaming as I'm
Gouging out your eyes
I'm on my knees, fatalities
Rip off your head, so your spine is dangling
Intestines spread as we're out here