Snowgoons ft. Apathy, Celph Titled & Antihelden - Jesus Gun | Текст песни

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• Snowgoons ft. Apathy, Celph Titled & Antihelden
• Jesus Gun

Mathmatician, magician, rapping addiction
My written, half of its fiction, physician, crafted for spitting,
I'm splitting atoms like fission, envision, wrath em inflicting, it's sickening
Half of these vixens is pigeons, after the whips and the chips
And acting like chickens, you tripping, trapping, and tripping
So listen, Ap is the missing chapter the master edition, envision
Crack in the kitchen thats mixed with battery acid thats drippin, I'm droppin a droplet a toxic concotion, a composition
The fact or its fiction, I'm givin crackers a whippin, relaxing like a crackmatic adjustable matress precision
I rap with precision, I rap ? so radical missions, irradicate the irrational rations last in the distance
Give ya forty lashes, lascerate ya ligaments, when Ap will display the raps that activates the ignorance
Decapitate an innocent virgin squirming for freedom, I bleed em out, beat em, chop they body up and eat em.