Innuendo

ML:
I hope thirteen's be blown,
no shit is here, chick go home,
no shit can't beat me, it's no Rome,
she's lil insane, but motto's alone.
Pretend you don't exist, clear A,
don't care what hookers say,
taste his tongue, gay bar's day,
kissin' in sunshine, even in Sunday.
Line my life, oh bitch please,
Kim's shit anyway, she can't diss,
words from sky, it's cannabis,
PF tour, I'm comin' overseas.
Stars on fire, wonderfull,
yo help sucks, it's still full.
Cheetah Barbie, C&C,
I'm pretty awesome in New York sea.

K:
My debut is selling,
and all my bitches winning,
cuz you bullshit one,
it's my beginning.
What about dancing, 
what about screaming,
take this record and fly thru the evening,
I reach level with ring.

ML:
Another day,
Another night,
another moment without yo smile.
All you here, all you want to know,
I wanna see in yo eyes nobody's alone.
So where you at,
I'm bakin' bread,
this is my revenge out of yo bed.
I love me without N,
pussy is more delicious than is hen.
You wanna second chance,
so wave yo hands,
nice pussy's here and down are these pants,
inspired by the worst compliments,
they are comin, Happy Tree Friends.
Let's talk about burn in hell,
Narnia is out, customer tried to sell.
Only bad withes are ugly, I'm so proud of you if you look mugly.

K:
My debut is selling,
and all my bitches winning,
cuz you bullshit one,
it's my beginning.
What about dancing, 
what about screaming,
take this record and fly thru the evening,
I reach level with ring.

ML:
My verse is comin’ to yo ear,
I am in front, call my yo dear,
all day is yours, so hide yo fear,
basic bitch, don’t stop here.
It’s lost game, called love,
smoke yo sould up above.
It's about love and  leavin empire,
dot com bitch, mine federation is higher.

ML:
My debut is selling,
and all my bitches winning,
cuz you bullshit one,
it's my beginning.
What about dancing, 
what about screaming,
take this record and fly thru the evening.
Sing up in this crazy in the air,
Germanotta's free as is hair,
all you here this is my cocaine prayer,
wrong in my core, I need to slay her.



Martin Lestrange ft. Kubis - Back Record

Don't give up, I won't be yo au-pair,
all ways are forbidden, find on yo router.
Vodka without 10 percent's anyway, mess with 'em,
yo real voice makes me perfect pink orgasm,
I'm cheeky, without yo motherfuckin' godness,
let's find 'em hidden chicks go to guess 'em.
I gave off my flames to burn yo toes down,
Cheeky Willow's gonna buy my weed in my town,
classic bitches, what's yo fake name,
my rental's real mental in my ebony brown.

My herd of unicorn in nun's asylum,
my lion's takin' vest out of this cage,
what do you like to hear out my fuckin mouth,
Le's in the cinema playin' Nicolas Cage.
My ironic's flow,
takin' the right row,
lost 'em all beef with 1st Andy Warhol.
It's too hard to control myself's crazy,
my purity could be as white is Oxford daisy.

So what's goin' next to me,
so who's gonna be my next B,
little pussies tryna slay me in my ghetto, disgust me.
There's still that intruder, I gotta cold yo fever,
she's comin' to kill him away, Sigourney Weaver.
R' bitch, please go away,
R' bitch please show the hell-way.
U Killer God kill him off,
U killer God let's beat him off.
Last member of stupid female gang,
while I was havin' shower, my stupid phone rang.

God's my trainer, I am insaner,
could yo S&M be a lil bit finer.
Milky way's my aim in the bright all night,
U Killer God take me into my private stars,
so why yo fuckin' mug's starin' at me right,
I'm yo driver, invite to fuck in cars.
Let the fight begins, make a queen with few rings,
slutty slut with slutty weapon is worshippin' my wings.
Look at my commercial promo, it's great,
no phone number, please no weight.

Iggy Azalea in on my poster is,
but Minaj and Cocaine are still my Jesus.
Wait for two punches, I'm gonna wrap 'em for ya,
excurse me bitch, my world isn't anyway for ya.
Shall we take some trip somewhere,
ideas, so all 'em hand up and nobodies stare,
Cinzano's drunker, ain't nobody here to help,
who you callin' bitch, but my team don't care.
Mmmm, thanks for yo support, but I fuck it,
I'm sittin' in my armchair and I'm dissin' it.


Martin Lestrange - U God Killer

Martin Lestrange - Bullshit Of Illumina

Martin Lestrange - Princess From Monaco

I tell you, I'm givin' you my last good bye,
it was 2 people's fightin' with life's sai,
start gun of my ghost has shooted up,
it might take a century to reach yo poor hi.
I lost my faith to you after that,
you're Poe's morbid story, I don't have to beg,
nothing can be reloaded back in future's head,
take that in this glass, unbreakable egg.
That's yo choice to choose new inside fool,
Budha's sorry jew's, you can break their rule,
imitated's all you wanna be, even da king,
angry in my eyes was seen, you sleepin bull.
Drunk of memories, better than is Bordeaux,
6 mile's taken, so let's call me weirdo.
No surprise with Rock-that-baby song,
Cigar’s been smoked under Castro’s shadow.

Face made from watercolours and drawing,
You on the egde of glory and my life is boring,
It looks kinda cool, without my poor stuff,
Nigga whips it away of my fire burning.
Nothing isn’t possible, you have to want,
Right ‘em rows and you must can say don’t,
Turn up, turn up, reality comes to close,
They are only memories I’m in back and you in front.
Any war you stay, you deserve one pray,
Totally lost match between me and my way.
Clique’s betta with ‘em bitches more,
But if bitch’s alone, she won’t come anymore,

Yo dark lipstick's been on my face two weeks,
hundret bitches without coins for them sneaks,
swerve, pray me all yo sins, imagine I am parde,
plans of future were destroyed in minute of peek.
My commando, da fuck they thought she's dead,
bride with thoughts of better times in pool of blood
but she became alive then row of snakes head,
Bill's gonna be in hell in next couple days and dot.
cupid on my shoulder, he's motherfuckin' liar,
suck yoself bitch, I'm against buyer.
Tears in my eyes, tears when my mother cries,
bad times of Mordor, pimps smokin weed and ice.
Mother spoiled her ass, first she tried,
once she done, no more shine in her halo's light,
She's been killed on this place I'm stadin' now,
because of few nickles, I have 'em till now.

Rich sluts cares just about what does Prada cost,
I tell 'em without bias', I mess 'em rather.
Salute you mom, you done what nobody's done,
sacrifice yourself to save me, always my sun,
niggas in the ghetto rapin' poor hoes behind the corner,
and I'm sittin' home and hear, run Forest run.
Hidden in scrubs, mother in these raindrops,
it was that last August day, sincerelly fox.
How you you feel, are you fine,
I'm in worst moment, but I tell you I'm fine.
Mommy, always I remember yo face,
but I hope you are in better place.


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