Butcher

By ZELLHAUS
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Hot mess hoe? You just a damn mess
All my girls are psychic
I just be 5'2, but a bitch gonna body you like
Bloody nose
Broken bones
Fighting over the thrown, that I own
Don't get it wrong
Lookin like a change-begging crackhead bitch
Sick
Sex
Magic
Psychic
If I spot that hunch bunch back of notre dame mother fucker
I might just strap my chest, so bomb like I'm insane mother fucker
Hussain mother fucker
Allah alkbar, killin in the name motherfucker
You a lame mother fucker
Talk shit, deny & apologize in the face motherfuckers
I get hotter every time I drop a lame motherfucker


You don't wanna see the demon
Blood spewin out ya teeth, your fault for doubting me then

It's not my fault that ya mad
Banish that fag
He been all up in my ass
Tryna take my life, but now I'm snatchin it back
Them dudes gotta learn they're lesson
Hit em with the knife, sacrifice, make their brain go pop
Don't fuck with me then you ain't comin out on top

All my girls are psychic
See like through that bullshit
I think he want me to make him cry again
Fuckin with my bitches & you might just get ya skull split
You a bitch boy, The Butcher gon' come for your neck

Bitches think they can fool my psyche
Got all these hoes so obsessed with me
Feelin like a celebrity, get some gold all in my teeth
Get a handle on sanity, take a look at reality

Even a girl can beat your ass bitch
Got you all up on my dick
You're in some manic state shit
Don't be mad that I drop ya
I bounce back, let it shock ya
You a mental case
Should've took the chance when my pussy was in your face
How'd it taste?

Glad you recognize who really running everything
These hoes ain't really ready to see what's coming
Can't even show a lil of my waist without the dudes all cumming

I think he got a type, fat bitches
Enjoy them boring bitches
He ain't used to bad bitches
Couldn't fuckin handle it
So he just fuckin with trolls ready to spread

She can't do it like this
She can't make you obsessed
She's just taking out my trash
Wait until she sees how long you last & that the persona you rep is all a lil act
You look desperate

You know youll never find another bitch like me
Disease-free, lookin pretty, ride or die
Ready to take your ass to therapy

If you think you make me jealous, just know that you're wrong
You're a skinny little bitch & your dick ain't that long
You got a bad eye twitch & you look like you belong
Locked away at the fuckin funny farm
You don't got any charm
Go self harm, no false alarm
Cuts all up on your arm
Still get driven around by his own mom

I could see through the act from the first time
Wouldn't be surprised if you were fucking your faggot friends from behind

This bitch is beyond
Compared to them bitches, I'm a God
I dare you to fuck with me again on God

Keep proving me right, bitch

You can repeat

Don't come at me unless you ready to say goodbye, die, goodnight , meet God
That's like suicide if you come to my side
Bro, get the fuck out your car
You ain't like me, you gotta hide behind something
I'm not one to let you blindside me
Most powerful bitch you'll ever see
I got groupies in different dimensions
Keep you bitches recognizing
The next time another bitch wanna harass me that shit ain't gon be pretty
Do you want to see the end b?

All my girls are psychic
See like through that bullshit
I think he want me to make him cry again
Fuckin with my bitches & you might just get ya skull split
You a bitch boy, The Butcher gon' come for your neck

All my girls are psychic
See like through that bullshit
I think he want me to make him cry again
Fuckin with my bitches & you might just get ya skull split
You a bitch boy, The Butcher gon' come for your neck

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