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Damnchristian! - Howl (feat. Xprezzzhatred) Lyrics



Damnchristian! - Howl (feat. Xprezzzhatred) Lyrics
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Nah, they ain't really f*ckin with me, man they ain't really f*ckin with me
Nah, they ain't really f*ckin with me, man they ain't really... Yuh
Damn, they ain't really ready for this, boutta f*ck around make everybody forfeit
Aye, motherf*ckin feel endorphins, running through my body getting metamorphic
Yuh, stick around it's getting morbid, aye, motherf*ckin feel enormous
Shit I spit it stings like a f*ckin hornet, f*ckin on the world, taking off her corset
Aye, I don't give a damn, got a deathwish, aye, f*ck a pussy up, make a head spin
Aye, I'm the f*ckin king, no election, aye, steady leaving motherf*ckers breathless
Aye, I'ma motherf*ckin act reckless, aye, just because I'm feeling so restless
Aye, tryna match the motherf*ckin freshness, aye, I'ma cut your throat like a necklace
Aye, yuh, I don't give a f*ck, how many times I gotta say that stuff
How many times I gotta pay back what you motherf*ckers say when you ain't that tough
How many times I gotta motherf*ckin oooh! Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
Now who's a lame, better make that run, f*ck all the bitches saying I ain't make that much
Yuh, f*ck being rich man, it's beautiful, bitch I'm on fire like the crucible
Uh, thinking you match you delusional, cut bitches off then it's business as usual
Aye, but to me this shit is doable, unstoppable meets the immovable
Aye, nah this shit isn't disputable, I'm doing this sit back down in your cubicle, bitch
Xprezzzhatred, got so faithless when he was put in the cave with the faceless
Words cursed from the first verse with no basis, birth words from the worst hurst on a day trip
Take it to ten, I ain't makin no friends, I'm an alien then on a failing lil den
End up in a wasteland, beltfed, saw in my palm as I steady melt them
Quiet storm, I am torn, I am in my violent form, I am born, I inform, I can steady lie in scorn
Snortin' black powder out a loaded .45 90 bore
Drenched in the stench of a motherf*ckin frightening core
Got nothing so I need more, rain strikes, lightning pours
Summing up the nightly roars, lively to a frightening score
Tie me to the slimy floor (Tie me to the slimy floor), try me little grimy whore
(Try me little grimy whore)
Ugh, yeah, death and despair, wrecked no repair, I am less than prepared
I just crept in a lair, all the depth with no air, all inept little care, talkin tech so beware
On your neck be the tear, on your left be the stares, on your right is the fight
Let it strike through the night
Let your height be the might, let the light beam in bright, let the fright be insight
Let the type be the wiped
Mow down, mow down enemies, all that hate thats sent to me
Turn it into energy thats stored inside an MP3
Deliver like an MP4, an MP5 my metaphor
Take aim and it strikes the bored, want peace but know I need war
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Nah, they ain't really f*ckin with me, man they ain't really f*ckin with me
Nah, they ain't really f*ckin with me, man they ain't really... Yuh
Damn, they ain't really ready for this, boutta f*ck around make everybody forfeit
Aye, motherf*ckin feel endorphins, running through my body getting metamorphic
Yuh, stick around it's getting morbid, aye, motherf*ckin feel enormous
Shit I spit it stings like a f*ckin hornet, f*ckin on the world, taking off her corset
Aye, I don't give a damn, got a deathwish, aye, f*ck a pussy up, make a head spin
Aye, I'm the f*ckin king, no election, aye, steady leaving motherf*ckers breathless
Aye, I'ma motherf*ckin act reckless, aye, just because I'm feeling so restless
Aye, tryna match the motherf*ckin freshness, aye, I'ma cut your throat like a necklace
Aye, yuh, I don't give a f*ck, how many times I gotta say that stuff
How many times I gotta pay back what you motherf*ckers say when you ain't that tough
How many times I gotta motherf*ckin oooh! Now who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
Now who's a lame, better make that run, f*ck all the bitches saying I ain't make that much
Yuh, f*ck being rich man, it's beautiful, bitch I'm on fire like the crucible
Uh, thinking you match you delusional, cut bitches off then it's business as usual
Aye, but to me this shit is doable, unstoppable meets the immovable
Aye, nah this shit isn't disputable, I'm doing this sit back down in your cubicle, bitch
Xprezzzhatred, got so faithless when he was put in the cave with the faceless
Words cursed from the first verse with no basis, birth words from the worst hurst on a day trip
Take it to ten, I ain't makin no friends, I'm an alien then on a failing lil den
End up in a wasteland, beltfed, saw in my palm as I steady melt them
Quiet storm, I am torn, I am in my violent form, I am born, I inform, I can steady lie in scorn
Snortin' black powder out a loaded .45 90 bore
Drenched in the stench of a motherf*ckin frightening core
Got nothing so I need more, rain strikes, lightning pours
Summing up the nightly roars, lively to a frightening score
Tie me to the slimy floor (Tie me to the slimy floor), try me little grimy whore
(Try me little grimy whore)
Ugh, yeah, death and despair, wrecked no repair, I am less than prepared
I just crept in a lair, all the depth with no air, all inept little care, talkin tech so beware
On your neck be the tear, on your left be the stares, on your right is the fight
Let it strike through the night
Let your height be the might, let the light beam in bright, let the fright be insight
Let the type be the wiped
Mow down, mow down enemies, all that hate thats sent to me
Turn it into energy thats stored inside an MP3
Deliver like an MP4, an MP5 my metaphor
Take aim and it strikes the bored, want peace but know I need war
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Writer: Christian Mueller
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