Mr. Clean Kill Dyll
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I'm so fresh like Mr. Clean
I might rupture his fuckin' spleen
Leave him in a ditch with no snitches left in between
Try to call for help I'm not selfish
No self esteem
Since when the fuck did I start roastin' myself on my beats
(like)
Piece together my fuckin' past
Like a broken window
All shattered glass
Gotta pass the time with raps I made
Rap is now a mascarade
Half you rappers sound the same
And I might pass em up and lacerate
Maybe
Tack it up the plot I made
And far away
Try to make some farce ok
Like party
We don't part ways
Hardy
We hate Bruce Wayne
No shame I show up tardy with not fucks to take
I might rupture his fuckin' spleen
Leave him in a ditch with no snitches left in between
Try to call for help I'm not selfish
No self esteem
Since when the fuck did I start roastin' myself on my beats
(like)
Piece together my fuckin' past
Like a broken window
All shattered glass
Gotta pass the time with raps I made
Rap is now a mascarade
Half you rappers sound the same
And I might pass em up and lacerate
Maybe
Tack it up the plot I made
And far away
Try to make some farce ok
Like party
We don't part ways
Hardy
We hate Bruce Wayne
No shame I show up tardy with not fucks to take
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