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Curb Stomper Lyrics - Artist : Madchild
Yo, hold tight, new music arriving
It's usually about to go off in my head Yeah, a couple Vicodins I'm making some sacrifices And we offer the dead With every crown comes a guillotine Off with his head Boy, I'm out of my mind This off the top of the head I got that good aim Twist off the top of his head He got that good aim Twist off the top of his head I got that good aim Twist off the top of his head He got that good aim Twist off the top of his head Somehow these sick fucks makin' big bucks I don't know how Started to fold and straightened it out Now I'm on a roll and won't slow down No Codeine for these cold fiends Give 'em Crystal Meth I give 'em Dexedrine Gettin' checks again I'm feelin' excellent 'Cause I'm the best again Exerting excellence Yeah, expert, I got wet works For these Ops, what, but I flex first Yeah, gym rat Got a big bag Big blade like I'm Sinbad I'm an OG, still painting pad Tryin' to do good 'cause I've been bad A legend 'cause I made an impact Can't believe my head is intact About to explode, I got Semtex To rappers, I'm God, they are insects I'm not impressed If you wait in a line, you get knocked out That's a chin check These bitches are ugly, a pig fest But I'll take the one in the pink dress What happened to all the male chauvinist pigs The bigger the asshole, they go for the dick You cut off your balls, put them in a box And pay them online and they think you're a trick Misguided angel's a dangerous prick 'Cause I say what I want and I say how I feel You all know the deal I've come back to the kill him The world that is fake, I am keepin' it real You all know the deal I've come back to the kill him The world that is fake, I am keepin' it real Yo, hold tight, new music arriving It's usually about to go off in my head Yeah, a couple Vicodins I'm making some sacrifices And we offer the dead With every crown comes a guillotine Off with his head Boy, I'm out of my mind This off the top of the head I got that good aim Twist off the top of his head He got that good aim Twist off the top of his head I got that good aim Twist off the top of his head He got that good aim Twist off the top of his head Activated, calculated Captivating lies Advocating, agitated [?] times Contemplated, complicated Elevated climbs Stimulated, simulated Fabricated lies I don't fuck around so don't come around The places I be staying No bitch, I'm not playing When that AK gets to spraying The haters keep on hating 'cause That's what they're supposed to do All of ya'll are garbage, talking trash We're disposing you No longer exposing you I'm Jimmy Donn, not Polaroid You're contract is null and void You're so annoyed You can't stop my voice Fuck that noise Like every time your girlfriend speaks Between her cheeks, down her throat If I get too deep, she use her teeth There's underground and there's underneath I'm a boss, you're under me I'm a good shot, twist off your head Adversaries can rest in peace This ain't hide and seek, I'm in the streets Shining like a Jesus piece One man gang, yo, I can't hang I made this beat now it's deceased Yo, hold tight, new music arriving It's usually about to go off in my head Yeah, a couple Vicodins I'm making some sacrifices And we offer the dead With every crown comes a guillotine Off with his head Boy, I'm out of my mind This off the top of the head I got that good aim Twist off the top of his head He got that good aim Twist off the top of his head I got that good aim Twist off the top of his head He got that good aim Twist off the top of his head |
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