Lambslaughter Lyrics - Atmosphere



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‘Oh that is one sorry ass motherfucker
What do you say there bob?
Guy like that make it, yes or no
Uh-huh, uh-huh. I'll have to tell you that’s precisely what I saw
I mean sometimes I can look at a guy
And I know, this fellas not gonna make it

there’s no fucking way, no fucking way’

Man fuck this rap shit, I should go back to whoring
Letting it loose, spreading my juice, catching my portions
Cause this lifestyle is just as dumb
As fucking your wife wild, for the excitement of a buck
With a torch and a crossbow I walk
Through the corridors of hip hop's castle
Observing the personal battles
I climb through with a blind mans attitude
My life is a mix tape and you're stuck in a fucking ear loop
Who the hell are you
You resemble bait for the type of hatred that escaped
From the center of hells lake
Chained to two pillars, one attached to each arm
Ignore the voices til its over and advice says keep calm
This pain dates right past the hate cats hold
Towards rap rock n roll soul and government control
For as much as God loves me, because she loves ugly
I'm still spittin' it to see if that bitch will come and fuck me





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