Milo Panther - Clutch lyrics

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Milo Panther - Clutch lyrics

[Verse 1: Milo Panther Got her in my grip now it's time to dip biting on her top lip After I broke that b**h hip and I drunk her blood till the point that I just took one big sip And I opened her mouth and noticed three of her teeth where chipped from eating my meat to impress the sheet SHEESH right after I eat now I hear the blue and red Should I just lay there and play dead? No I'm not a f**ing dog but honestly I'm tired of slopping you hogs Letting y'all piggyback ride while I'm digging in the bank of your b**hes bride Coming for lives, & can't afford wives but still taking petty bribes and poking at my panther hive And I'm live now it's my choice to k** & my voice goes deeper than you ever will And I won't stop until she screams and it just seems by any means that I'm gonna get the green just to get in between But the warden calls himself dean my watermelons murder his jellybeans Then the cops rush in that's when I go into attack friend and I seem to murder to no end And forget the sea you n***as swim in and I'll slowly pull out again to use my pen And that's when JT in a mirror while sneezing in your girl n***as looney in the shirley Turning her a** into a swirled whirl of the liquid pearl Her hair was dirty as a ditch And b**h you should try fixing 'cause you know you can't cook in a dirty a** kitchen And I'm fast pitching at rap but the b**h couldn't throw back cause she's having a vicious cardio attack From eating the sugar wack and she knows that she lacks some good panther dick Disease with ease to see that he's sick while he's eating your chick and then teaching y'all the spittin trick And I'm ready to show the world my dick just so they can see it and say "ooooooh sh**" He's got a big pack that taste like a Big Mac but after k**ing the cops I devour them too and wash the blood down the shower drain "Eew" If times a good healer why am I always hurt? Like a n***a was jacking me up by the fingernails of my shirt Is it clear that I have low esteem that could blow steam out the back of a head that seems filled with dreams And hope to achieve as much a means to believe and Sheen on the planet of dream and unseen with a meanor meaning that he was cleaner than Sam in a Beamer With beams of light that might've been tail like a lemur [Verse 2: Milo Panther Dexter having s** with lector In the lab just to visit the girl and text her Surfer rad staying mad while clad in iron plaid And this mother f**er was born without a dad he spends his nights lonely and sad With only his hand and this 1968 playboy mag a zine And what seems to be a dream just turns out to be hopeless teen Titan team Trying to hit and if the denim is in your lineage they must fit and I bit the chalk while rappers spitting crib talk then crippling the crip walk Dripping socks to chew on slipping mocks I'll pack up soon just to box