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Bijuu Bomb - Shwabadi

Bijuu Bomb

Shwabadi

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I don't really fuck with the drama

Rounds hit like bombs, might be bijuu dama

Send that boy up, send that boy to Nirvana

Whole crowd screaming out Kurama, Kurama

Whole crowd screaming Kurama

Who am I?

Beast of the leaf from a feudal time

Seal was unleashed, now it's do or die

Unified human side, two combined

You can find the nine to your back

If the nine's at your back

Open shot and I'm shooting mine

Man this chop like a noose

Make a move and it's suicide

You get clapped, bitch

Kurenai

So who am I?

Bit of a mix of the yin and yang

Might be a beast but I've been the man

And I know they all pissed I ain't give a damn

You think your chick really loyal

For coin I bet she'd bust it open like piggy banks

Heavy handed like kilograms how I keep it a hunned

Stay scoped in the dark like a hidden cam

I don't really fuck with the drama

Rounds hit like bombs, might be bijuu dama

Send that boy up, send that boy to Nirvana

Whole crowd screaming out Kurama, Kurama

Whole crowd screaming Kurama

I know that you aren't a threat to me

You still hoping I might fall

Born into this world as the enemy

Fingers point at all my faults

I know that you aren't a threat to me

You still hoping I might fall

Born into this world as the enemy

Fingers point at all my faults

Wait

Who am I?

Why should I remind you a second time

You want a piece of me then get in line

Flash your piece

We flash back like better times

Stick lift like motion controls

You think wii play?

Think he immortal, I'm watching him decay

Gripping a can, life's a canvas, so we spray

Drawing the tool in no time like a speedpaint

If I air him out then he get fumigated

Mutilated

Brother I'm the rudest, face it

Boot his face in

Watch a pussy chew the laces

Brute, abrasive

Who told you to move against the greatest

Still a beast, still a bastard

Still a prick, but sought after

You kill quick, we kill faster

Fucked up but can't spell slaughter without laughter

Who am I?

Not the master, not your slave

Not the pastor, but they pray

Put to pasture, hunt the prey

If they act up, run the fade

I couldn't care bout your village or honour

Give me respect, keep adressing me sama

I am a demon, they're here for the drama

I am a demon, don't fuck with Kurama

Rounds hit like bombs, might be bijuu dama

Send that boy up, send that boy to Nirvana

Whole crowd screaming out Kurama, Kurama

I don't really fuck with the drama

Rounds hit like bombs, might be bijuu dama

Send that boy up, send that boy to Nirvana

Whole crowd screaming out Kurama, Kurama

Whole crowd screaming Kurama

- It's already the end -