CT Choppers Lyrics – Donnie Menace
Singer: Donnie Menace
Title: CT Choppers
What the f#ck’s up? this is kryptik
Ct underground in this b#tch
You’re listening to donnie motherf#cking menace
This is the threat
Hahahaha, you already know
We’re chopping your f#cking heads off
Recognize you in the presence of a lyrical master
I’m attacking with the vengeance, every victim i’m after
I’m the first and final chapter in an opera written with enough intelligence to leave your brain bashed but battered
I’m gon’ laugh when you acting like a battle-rapping madness
While you’re bragging ’bout the past and passing faggots up the ladder
Shattering your platinum plaque with this immaculate vernacular
A savage is sporadic fascist stab ’em with a catheter (stop)
With every breath i’m spitting deadly venom
Aiming straight in your direction pay attention when we tell ’em where’s our weapons
I will separate your head from severed cerebellum
Mutilate your vegetated an aggravated felon
Never let your guard down f#cking with these two
Me and mister menace sting you sharper than bees do
Beat so smooth and we bring it with ease
Crippled rhythm with a rude admit awakening the beast
And you’re dreaming if you think you’ve ever seen it
All the teeth i bring it heated to a steaming heap of fecal emcees
Best believe we’re leaving people streaming, chopping watching bodies
Leaning constantly defeating opposition when we bleeding
Please please
I’m the type to put a gun in my own mouth
Pull the f#cking trigger just to settle my own doubts
Kamikaze killer but i keep on coming back attacking every concert and kinetic kid like a plane crash
All black sh#t, our competition i’ll disintegrate
And death without a trace of evidence to demonstrating hatred
Calculated every play we made to captivate the status
Gripping mad and sick incorporated when we cultivated
Waiting with us so made of articulated verbal statements
Confiscated documents that blatantly prefer the basic racists tolerated by a race of ignoramus sad#sts
We kick that bloody murder
We spit that bloody murder
If you wanna put the best to the test, you can step up and we’ll f#cking serve ya
We never stress the drama, but we can set it on ya
Gripping our machetes so we’re ready to chop ya
Recognize you’re dealing with connecticut choppers
We kick that bloody murder
We spit that bloody murder
If you wanna put the best to the test, you can step up and we’ll f#cking serve ya
We never stress the drama, but we can set it on ya
Gripping our machetes and we’re ready to chop ya
Recognize you’re dealing with connecticut choppers
You say that i’m corrupted, living destructive
Because i really like many different visions of bloodshed
Only i’m not the one that you should f#ck with
I’ll leave you with a cut wrist and your guts ripped
Punk b#tch what’s this?
You’re still running your lips
Like i’m not coming through to put a cut to your neck
Like i woke up looking for you, i murder every m#th*rf#ck*r that’s running for you, watch and you’re the one that i get
Till you’re bugging and tripping, as soon as i get heated i’ll be ready to rip
It don’t take a lot for this brother to flip
Cause i’m pulling out the weapon and i’m cutting and i’m hacking and i know it and i better catch a radical b#tch
All i do is spit flames that’ll burn up your crib
And even make your head bang like the bloods and the crips
My logic is going on lock through my songs
It’s a little bit morbid but you bumping your whip
I’m a beast on the mic that’s a beat from the nite
With the lyrics that are creeping you like a thief in the night
Or i might get feeling ya
It’s a different demon to like that i’m willing i’ll introduce you to the burning lethal inside
Realize i’m sicker than any sickness that you’re gonna catch
You better get your timberlands if you’re going to step
Cutting off all your fingertips and then using them as my pens
That’s the only way that you’re going to get my autograph
I’m gonna keep breaking and tap into the nefarious
Smearing your banishments attacking like a barbarian with a flow that’ll seriously be bloody like periods
No end of comparison this laymans is just a pair of ya
This pimp making a hustle, bet that you can’t even carry ’em
I’m tearing up everywhere that is nearest america to syria
You think i’ll bury ’em but i need more than a reup
We kick that bloody murder
We spit that bloody murder
If you wanna put the best to the test, you can step up and we’ll f#cking serve ya
We never stress the drama, but we can set it on ya
Gripping our machetes so we’re ready to chop ya
Recognize you’re dealing with connecticut choppers
We kick that bloody murder
We spit that bloody murder
If you wanna put the best to the test, you can step up and we’ll f#cking serve ya
We never stress the drama, but we can set it on ya
Gripping our machetes and we’re ready to chop ya
Recognize you’re dealing with connecticut choppers
Tell me who’s really seeing us with this flow?
Tell me, do me a favor you whack m#th*rf#ck*rs
Step your god damn bars up cause your sh#t is trash
Study us if you have to, or just kill yourself
I don’t give a f#ck, i just don’t give a f#ck, yknowumsain. eat a dick! eat my balls n#gg#!
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