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(Fuck you S1GH)
(Thorns)
BXXZY P:
I'm on some world war III shit, gas mask on
I am leave somebodies flesh ripped, hit em with the fucking C4, watch em backflip
We are ready to bust somebody down, if they want to, watch the blood pour
As his motherfucking lifes slip, [?] hunt em, beat em down til they are miserable
Im going hit em and run, I know this shit critical, leaving em disfigured at the very fucking minimal, apocalyptical
Thinking this shit ain't going hard, end up with your throat slit, buried in the backyard ain't shit sweet. I am tearing your soul the fuck apart. Bind, torture, kill and to many it's to learn the art, I never had a heart
Grab thе rope and tie em up, you'll nеver see the light of day. Take him to crematory and watch him burn away, got enough hate to go around, ain't nobody safe. Bodies in the area, they stacking in a fast pace
Live fast die, crooked bitch(?), im'a bring the armagedon, so reaper. I'ma send the mob to heaven. I got you hooked from the back, body suspension, the pain I bring ain't never be ending and I leave you on the noose
YUNG FLEX:
Thats the Snuff Film shit, let the blood spill shit, you ain't tough bitch quit
You get snuffed real quick, pick you off in a pit you can't fuck with the kids, its the tales from the crypt
Catch your slut [?]
Only thing I know is murder, oh my ass (?) it is the ferg, doing things that you ain't heard, alright
I just hope you can endure it, make you sick to your stomach, yeah I know you wanna vomit, just be quiet and corporate
This shit won't hurt I promise, I'm a motherfucking nutcase, I'm going crazy, cause you ask how the blood taste, now you can take it with bad bitch like lovelace, she my accomplice, have you stuffed in a crawl space, where they can't find ya aye
BXXZY P:
I'm on some world war III shit, gas mask on
I am leave somebodies flesh ripped, hit em with the fucking C4, watch em backflip
We are ready to bust somebody down, if they want to, watch the blood pour
As his motherfucking lifes slip, [?] hunt em, beat em down til they are miserable
Im going hit em and run, I know this shit critical, leaving em disfigured at the very fucking minimal, apocalyptical
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