Figlio della Morte e di Dio pt. 2

Lyrics

learn this lesson before somebody big and bad come at you with the smith and wesson my family from Italy, Germany, America and we all been bumpin’ off anyone we don’t like, with immunity, our family on both sides. now, lyrically you’re mediocre, audibly, you sound like a chronic crack smoker, and fuck if you ever told the truth we all know you ain’t sober, piss test right now, it’s over, I’m in a hospital hooked up to IV’s and all kinda machines and I dropped 5 tracks this week, you subtweet first and still, we haven’t heard a thing you speak. future for you, lots a money, but, love, hella bleak. stop mentioning peoples kids less you want yours pulled into the system and left to wonder where daddy is? Eminem isn’t the only one you left miffed, nobody cares about the cavaliers, kevin love, because without lebron that city would have gotten 0 love. At the end of the day, we’re exchanging words, but, see, im above you, you can’t kill me, I don’t exist beyond the digital, so, go ahead and take this as critical because it is and I’m aiming whimsical from a trike mounted reticle, while I sit on the fresh tentacle my sugar daddy gifted me. think you’ll buttfuck someone who loves 10 inches in their anal cum receptacle? go to the optometrist dawg you need better spectacles. fuck your members bro I got more, see, what you don’t know, my family already inside your doors, and I was on the phone with them while you were crying wanking a lonely cock. so honestly, fire shots. all I got is time.