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Tattoo on her forearm
Moron white ink on her face
I can't wrap my head around it
Reality gone to waste
Bar for bar I spit mace
Milf for me catch a case
Im

The killer grotesque machine
spilled blood of miserables
Stabbing, dismembering and decapited
Putrid wreckage, with guts hanging
forearms and caskets

Somebody forgot the Coppertone
(Itchy, scratchy) Like a show within a show
Standing firm on the point of no return
Thin line redder than a sunburn
My forearm

the the a-side
Sitting by the c-side trying hard to d-side

Another town, another bad dream. In a 2 star dive bar with tattoos
Forearms and no teeth. Much

Fought a nigga bout a hoe once
ATO on my forearm
And back then I ain't tote guns
Jasmine died trying to protect KeeKee
And she seen it
My baby ain't been

fuck it?
Vertical slices in my forearm when I cut it
Don't want "help" or your attention
Death is my only intention
Shut up Lil Sippy you just fakin' yo

been showing me most of your love (most of your love)
Kept them locked in a figure four so long my forearm began to get calloused, hm
Switch the grip

pushing forward speaking truth but still your arguments mute 
Seems everyone act like there's nothin to lose
But got an uncle cousin tatted on they forearm

bicep His needle found a forearm vein But there was rat poison cut
In the black balloons' cocaine
Ten Balloons One was Black The last card played
Froze

Our God has an awesome bod
He trains in Heaven above
With forearms the ladies all love
Our God has an awesome bod

Well, He rips His robes when He

stretched like my pants do
So strong I'm at ripping up your entire army
'cause my forearms are bigger than your entire body
I'm a certified monster with a bad

it where the angels fly?

I lay it on em' thick like its napalm 
But still they got a forearm full of self harm
What could I say? I was the same

forearm instead
Hands on the wheel, eight and four
Open wide, give you some more
Heart attack, hollering pain
Lumberjack, dance in the rain

going full on
Shes a stripper with a stripper pole with a forearm
She not on the list, but I vibe with a bih
She gotten some tricks, come on and ride

Fist first: a face fuck-fatality
Feast the forearm afore
Knees bleed beneath
The weight of
Break neck, hydraulic brutality
Masturbating your core

forearm wet wet
Aidin' that pussy, yeah, I'm like a vet vet
Net net, net net net net
Hop up in a private jet, bitch
I ain't even started yet, bitch
Fuck

angle
They are so tranquil
I just love your cankles

You're so fine and filled with charm
I wanna massage your forearms!
I'll tickle your toes then light

hand can't shake that 
How you give dap with ya forearm? 
Why try scam everybody in ya hood?
Why you wan' hate cause a nigga doing good?
Why you wan' use

tweet and I just knew I had to use it
Hold that thang to my forearm like schlongs it hit my humerus
And stretched to my fingertips if you ain't know

their chest , their hearts 
I kill them all 
Mercy that ain't in my blood 
I don't feel it nah

Lost on my fucking forearm cause i lost it all
Touched

the trees with gold
My forearms with vermilion
The trees rain with the colours of fire
Weeping as their children tumble down
To rot at my side in this blood

forearms damp in breezy watered eyes
But
Sometimes it pours
They're opening all the doors
No sense in storing a grin
Or grasping our useless shedding skin
So

arms but you stay reaching
A nigga forearms longer than your sleeves bitch
You stay walking round looking like a Tee Rex
Got em looking like bitch I

when rapping goes wrong
Whatever happened to goosebumps on ya forearms
Got the chills from liking hov songs
Big, nas, pac, pun
Nigga those songs
Oh my