Fucked Up Death Tour (Ft. nascar aloe)

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[Verse 1: Demi Yo'ko]
This that bad bitch, maverick, a diva on yo' atlas
Look at all these talents, I should be livin' lavish
It's too fucked up, I used to wanna be Catholic
Found a god in my blackness, Death Tour madness

[Verse 2: MILLIONS000DEAD]
This that fuck shit, buck shit, so drunk I can barely function
What, bitch? Blood drip, fuck around and get yo' cunt licked
On my fifty-round drum shit, dump it on yo' block shit
Ten-hole Doc shit, stompin' on a cop shit

[Chorus: MILLIONS000DEAD & Demi Yo'ko]
'Cause I'm fucked up beyond belief
Stuck in a cell with no release (Fuck)
'Cause we fucked up, this shit is all dust (Sheesh)
Keep yo' mouth shut, 'cause, bitch, we fucked up

[Verse 3: MILLIONS000DEAD]
Yeah, yeah, violence increased, I am a beast
Midnight feast on the county police
Nazi punks, start countin' your teeth
Bloodhound, blood drunk, dyin' to feed

[Verse 4: Demi Yo'ko]
Rogue dog, bitch, no attachment to the collar
Too many cowards like it's somethin' in the water
Up the murder rate for the sacrificial offer
Hell dog eatin' fresh meat on the alter