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Blaze

Genres: Metal

Shittalkaz Lyrics - Blaze

Yo this is serious shit right here 

Me and my boys, we don't fuck around 

You know what I'm sayin'? 

So if you diss me 

My muthafuckin' people, or the niggas I roll with 

You know what? 

Y'all done fucked up 

Here go the shittalkin' 

 

You's a bitch ass hoe 

What you really know about killas for real though? 

Stainin' my freek show, gang of lunatics 

We the rebels for the dead 

Fuckin' with us you lose your muthafuckin' head 

And ya talkin' to your bitch ass hoes even a little 

Rather beat ya to shit, and pull the plug at the hospital 

Callin' me this, callin' me that 

Cause you's a bitch ass nigga from the jump I wanna slap 

With the old school beat down, 10 on 1 

I don't remember no fair fights where I'm from 

Maniac and I'ma stand right where the bloodstain is at 

Hopin' you come back, nigga fuck that 

I'm the poster child of death 

I'ma keep swingin' my axe till nuthin's left 

I ain't havin' that so fuck you bitch 

Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit 

 

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Man I don't give a fuck how many records you sell 

Stories you tell, nigga check yourself 

And fuck that bitch that you're with too 

When the shit go down, where the fuck your crew? 

Probably at home bumpin' someone else 

When the shit went down they told you fuck yourself 

Now you cryin' inside little thug still frontin' 

Thinkin' to yourself why the fuck you say something 

Too many niggas wanna beat me up 

Steal my shit, slap my bitch 

I'm like fuck this 

Now you know what it's like 

To deal with real killas that don't play, everyday 

Knockin' suckas out the box, who wanna get some? 

Seven video channels for my victims 

I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch 

Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit 

 

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We the things that go bump in the night 

We ain't got no love for you, you need to get some shit right 

Bitch who you think you're fuckin' with? 

We keep this shit like a track meet, we be runnin' it 

With the hatchet on the back 

While other bitches suckin' sour tits for air time and similac 

We say fuck that, matter of fact 

You tainted our style bitch boy we want our shit back 

Don't get your head cracked you ain't tough 

And all them skills don't mean shit when you get fucked up 

So fuck your set, and fuck your crew 

And fuck every muthafucka around and down with you 

And you ain't puttin' nothin on the map 

Except for all this bullshit commercialized mainstream rap 

And I ain't havin' that fuck you bitch 

Tell your friends I'ma hater and I'm talkin' shit 

 

Hoe ass hoes, we stomp those hoes 

How the fuck you gonna step to Dark Carnival juggalos? 

Creators of the wicked, night breeders 

No little bitch faggots with blonde 

So anytime you see me in public 

You get a Faygo in your ass, and your jaws full of dick 

You can keep your muthafuckin' TRL 

I stay with my army in the underground and stay real 

And burn down your little TV set 

String Carson up with razor wire wrapped around his neck 

Cause that's how we do all day 

Cross to the other side bitch you're gonna pay 

We stay on the dark side of the carnival grounds 

Twiztid, Blaze, and 2 wicked clowns 

Heads are finna get chopped off, and slit 

Bout to take it way beyond talkin' shit 

 

Hatchet don't count, hatchet ain't included 

Knowin' goddamn well we the champs undisputed 

We don't need your radios and MTV 

Sellin' million, sayin' what the fuck we please 

**** who's coat you ridin' on? 

You gotta lick balls, and write him a song 

You got his dick buried so far up your ass 

It's hangin' out your mouth, but you like that 

And **** tried to warn ya 

And there you are receiving the dick in California 

While you gettin' fucked on the West coast 

I'm at home fuckin' Kim **** 

Fuck all you faggot ass sell out hoes 

And fuck anybody denying the juggalos 

Come to the underground and get bit 

Tell your boys I'ma hater and I'm talkin' helly shit! 

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