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Nardwuar

by Mach-Hommy

on Dollar Menu (2022)

The number you have reached, “9-1-1”, has been changed, to a non published number

[Verse 1: ThaGodFahim]
You minuscule
Peanuts sound like [?]
[?] can turn Henny to minerals
Generals, criminals, [?] by the genitals, pinnacles
Gettin' higher, say amends gun heavy like stone-hedge
I shoot the emblem off your Benz, then fill your windshield with tint
The end
[?] feel pain from within
Repent the sins
Separate the Gods from the Devil and the man
f*ck the sermon that the pastor made
I pull a pin off a motherf*ckin' flash grenade
Mask like a masquerade
Trash and [?]
Blast your legs
The slave and the master dead
Off with your head
n*ggas be shaking and talking of stocking up bread
Put one in his head
Then you gon be [?]

Im taking his bread
But thou shall not be killed I walk with the dead motherf*cker

[Verse 2: Mach-Hommy]
Let's f*cking go
Ayo
See 9 toes stick out the door
Got no [?] vision and she lick like a pro pronto
Raise the bar and I'm bendin' it
Get your mind blown [?] if Slytherin
Harry Potter drippin' coke water [?] Timberlands
[?]
Point Dexter [?] why I'm a Gremlin
I eat after 12 bad boy and the feminine hard as hell
To keep ass wipes off internet
So I avoid it
I pedal my wares, hit the crib, get some head from a lawyer
[?] n*ggas dead in a soil
My goyim
Help you shuffle off this mortal coil
Don't make me line you up like [?]
Make sure you load the tec before you [?] from out the side of your f*cking neck
Iron monkey in 3-Dimension
As if I need to mention [?] fire clunky so keep your distance
Why not the whole entire [?]
You had to been there to live in there
You gotta toggle off with thin air
[?] with the flat [?]
Put holes in your Earth like the [?] pour dope in the vacuum
Brought toast in the backroom
(Why the f*ck they call this sh*t a greenroom and we can't even burn one man
I'm tired of this sh*t
No more f*cking janky promoters man)

(Outro: Mach-Hommy)
Growth for trout in a particular river
[?]
I let the grocery store coupon kibble
Y'all nibble
Forget the Yucáns are more little
Small potatoes [?] triple
Walt Disney a n*gga
Take [?]
Let the coke ring off
Take a [?]
Spiked your face like Louis
Treat a dying man to his grave, treat his [?] like Philly
Fail me one provolone without one [?]
When in doubt, Allah fit his di*k in the Devil mouth
One draw and my stick spit several out