Cold Hearted Sodoma Gomora (Ft. King Gordy)
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[Intro: King Gordy & DeSade]
Uh (Uh, uh, uh)
King Gordy (King Gordy, King Gordy, King Gordy)
DeSade (DeSade, DeSade, DeSade)
Ha, [?], yeah
Sodoma Gomora
[Verse 1: Řezník & DeSade]
[???]
[Verse 2: King Gordy]
(King Gordy)
Don't try to run now 'cause the gun's out (Yep)
Wishing you could get up out this shit somehow (Please)
You are not really that ready for artillery, heavy-assault, killing your parents, accelerants
Block sizzling hot, I'm not eating this Glock and eating no reasoning, please, I'm not listening (Fuck you)
Get the funerals' ready 'cause this wound's gon' be messy
Put a noose on his neck, beat him, shoot him, behead him (Yeah)
Dammit, this plan was mastered, where the matters were drastic
I broke the rules, chose to use terrorist tactics (Hahahahaha)
But surely I'll hit you with shit ya like (Uh huh)
Move swifter than ninjas on ninja bikes (Okay)
My heart gets cold as Michigan nights (Nights)
I got my targets into my sights (Sights)
Hope my shit is precise (-ise)
See it's like deer hunting, well damn near
See the hood is the woods and your man's the damn deer
Uh (Uh, uh, uh)
King Gordy (King Gordy, King Gordy, King Gordy)
DeSade (DeSade, DeSade, DeSade)
Ha, [?], yeah
Sodoma Gomora
[Verse 1: Řezník & DeSade]
[???]
[Verse 2: King Gordy]
(King Gordy)
Don't try to run now 'cause the gun's out (Yep)
Wishing you could get up out this shit somehow (Please)
You are not really that ready for artillery, heavy-assault, killing your parents, accelerants
Block sizzling hot, I'm not eating this Glock and eating no reasoning, please, I'm not listening (Fuck you)
Get the funerals' ready 'cause this wound's gon' be messy
Put a noose on his neck, beat him, shoot him, behead him (Yeah)
Dammit, this plan was mastered, where the matters were drastic
I broke the rules, chose to use terrorist tactics (Hahahahaha)
But surely I'll hit you with shit ya like (Uh huh)
Move swifter than ninjas on ninja bikes (Okay)
My heart gets cold as Michigan nights (Nights)
I got my targets into my sights (Sights)
Hope my shit is precise (-ise)
See it's like deer hunting, well damn near
See the hood is the woods and your man's the damn deer
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