GIFT GIVER - SCUMBAG PT. 4

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LYRICS:

I’m out here snapping on some evil shit,
I wanna make you fucking suffer.
I might follow through with it undercover, what?
That’s the part that makes it rougher.
Ain’t nobody gonna see me,
SCUMBAG MOTHERFUCKER.

Ain’t shit changed, I still don’t care for you
I fantasize about the day I come unglued, fuck.
I wanna bury you next to my fucking dreams.
You know we ain’t just rivals, we are fucking enemies.

I wish that I could say it’s not personal anymore.
I wish that I could say that I don’t loathe you forevermore.

You’re getting on my nerves and I can’t fucking tolerate that shit.
When I reach my breaking point I’ll super violate that bitch.
You’re fake as fuck and we all know you ain’t about that shit.
When I reach my breaking point I’ll super violate that bitch.

So tell me, was it really worth it? Are you happy that you crossed me?
I ain’t in the mood for talking, man I swear that shit exhausting.
I quit tossing dice in 2015, it’s all games.
Once was human, now a machine and you’re to blame.

Yeah, that ain’t no joke.
If you think you got it, I want all the smoke.

I’m out here snapping on some evil shit,
I wanna make you fucking suffer.
I might follow thru with it undercover, what?
That’s the part that makes it rougher.
Ain’t nobody gonna see me,
SCUMBAG MOTHERFUCKER.

Ain’t shit changed, I still don’t care for you
I fantasize about the day I come unglued, fuck.
I wanna bury you next to my fucking dreams.
You know we ain’t just rivals, we are fucking enemies.

You wanna come and test me, I got the fucking Smith & Wesson.
Pull that shit back, I ain’t messin. Clench your teeth and count your blessings.
You’re shaking like a leaf, I’m steady and that trigger pull ain’t heavy.
I might count to two and pop your shit before you’re ready.

So close your eyes & take a breath.
You feel that muzzle on your neck, take another breath.
Count your chips and place your bet.
Dealer’s choice, that ain’t no promise it’s a fucking threat.
I’m gonna make you fucking suffer, I’ma do it undercover,
That’s the part that makes it rougher.
Ain’t nobody gonna see me,
SCUMBAG MOTHER FUCKER.

Ain’t shit changed, I still don’t care for you.
I fantasize about the day I come unglued, fuck.
I wanna bury you next to my fucking dreams.
You know that we ain’t just rivals, we are fucking enemies.