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Kill The Waste (Yonkers Remix)

Album: SKEPTIC
By:
V The Elder

Duration

2:26

Genres

Hip-Hop

Lyrics

Clap my hands to the sound My voice is bound to profound Drum beats, stomp feet I will release my beast I've held this back for so long They think their words are god send When the club nods, hell yea I will show them club nods, true gods I am caveman With the sharpest claws around I respect you don't know yet These lines are hell sent Your flesh comes off at the chest Take a moment to rest Your final confessional Your body’s digestible It’s frightful and medical Kill the waste Don’t delay What to say I am bonkers, obnoxious In your face with the doctors Removing organs for the coffers Forgive me, the show only started And you're the guest of honor Please meet my pet monster We hungry to eat you I mean, I mean.. meet you Please, call the holy men This flesh is truly possessed I duly elect V the true beast of disaster Your words will only flatter So heed the call of the master See you no longer matter Still kneel to my flow The mad hatter below V, god of the show Heart made out of coal Ya don't know where to go I'm killer, ya know

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