Damacha - Fck (Act IV | Scene VII) lyrics

[Intro] Now I've heard some pretty ugly things about those guys.. [Verse 1: Chester Watson] Gorge myself and do h**n just to slim up Narrow vision periphery f**ed initially misery Struct and livin' invisibly f** wit' me yellin' cheers I'm drunk we still chuggin' beers I'm f**in' rich money dirty as s*uts in huts at the wyrd A huntsmen covered in fear Write covenants baby tell me she love this sh** Check the year of the rubbish rubbin' my dear love Barely conscious so I'm sorry cuz' I prolly' do all the sh** that you feared of Like Hitler, Stalin, or Tse-tung Idi Amin, I'm slayin' a vivid scholar wit' ranks Peepin' dollars in the bank tech Gotta' take a rain check Was let a stray by the ways of the late sheks [Instrumental Solo] [Verse 2: Chester Watson] f** Yugoslavic Slovenian Who is toppin' iridium flows The best is sittin' in gold Betta' yet gold drank Metallic strips Livin' a fallacy watch the role-play Thoughts fairly close to the vast vacuums of cold space Uhhhhh A mad violent contester Reincarnation phasing watch this (oye tu a la puerta) Flagrant is raining visually Crazy favored the sceptre of Hades but I'm too busy famous gettin' my bread up f** your movement if you ain't' cool with me dead luck Non-rappin' ba*tards is back to school And the masters know Pacifist is hella' smooth but no pacifist cause I'm fed up Vape the lead stuffed in his head This dudes a mess but Check does he have breath? Yup f** Now its lookin' like the raemen off Jess The atomic bomb sets in [screams] I'm derilent feelin' wrecked a band did it or contest me Grab her by her left cheek Slap it She gives me the vibe that she'd be the best freak Ha But wait Back to the methods of d**h juice Me and Damacha cosment copper copin' the best trees Sip the best tea Come correct G