Cerberus $uicideboy$ (Ft. Masta Drag)
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[Chorus: Lord Infamous]
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
[Verse 1: YUNG PLAGUE]
Overcast fame, wait until it rains flames
Got an acid-washed brain, looking like bleach stains
I blame the reign of fucking chains
That's why all of us are tame, staying in a fucking cage
I can't live this way, while we harvest limited grain
They stay sipping cold Moet
Satan hears me pray, yes, I became his prey
Blood leaks out my veins
Got my palms pressed together as I whisper, "Namaste"
[Chorus: Lord Infamous]
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
[Verse 1: YUNG PLAGUE]
Overcast fame, wait until it rains flames
Got an acid-washed brain, looking like bleach stains
I blame the reign of fucking chains
That's why all of us are tame, staying in a fucking cage
I can't live this way, while we harvest limited grain
They stay sipping cold Moet
Satan hears me pray, yes, I became his prey
Blood leaks out my veins
Got my palms pressed together as I whisper, "Namaste"
[Chorus: Lord Infamous]
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
Because me really love to make a stang
Mister high-capper, don't make me touch ya, mane
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