Infared City Morgue
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[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
Infrared (Okay)
Watch up when I catch you heads (Huh huh)
And now you dead, now they call for no bloodshed (Huh?)
But then he bled, causin' dread, from the hot lead (Huh?)
I call the troops and turn your neighborhood to Auschwitz
Nigga, I’ll fuck yo' shit up (What?)
If you got a dog, nigga, I'll fuck yo’ pit up (Okay)
If you got a bitch, nigga, I'll fuck your bitch up (Okay)
Psycho with the stick up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young masochistic sick fuck (Huh, huh?)
[Verse 2: SosMula]
(Mula)
Pull up and I skrt skrt (Skrr)
Your shit's like my first perc (Work)
I ain't sellin' dirt work (No no)
Trappin' off my chirp chirp
Plug blowin' up my phone, talkin' shit from blocked numbers (Fuck outta here)
Ran off with like 20 bricks, it’s gon’ be a hot summer (Gimme that)
Quentin Tarantino, Steven Spielberg, I'm the block buster (Mula)
Coke melting in the pot like popcorn with the hot butter (Work)
Runnin’ down on opper's, I'ma pop him right between his eyes (Blaow)
I ain't ever seen this guy (Blaow)
Be advised, we be them guys (Mula)
Infrared (Okay)
Watch up when I catch you heads (Huh huh)
And now you dead, now they call for no bloodshed (Huh?)
But then he bled, causin' dread, from the hot lead (Huh?)
I call the troops and turn your neighborhood to Auschwitz
Nigga, I’ll fuck yo' shit up (What?)
If you got a dog, nigga, I'll fuck yo’ pit up (Okay)
If you got a bitch, nigga, I'll fuck your bitch up (Okay)
Psycho with the stick up (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Young masochistic sick fuck (Huh, huh?)
[Verse 2: SosMula]
(Mula)
Pull up and I skrt skrt (Skrr)
Your shit's like my first perc (Work)
I ain't sellin' dirt work (No no)
Trappin' off my chirp chirp
Plug blowin' up my phone, talkin' shit from blocked numbers (Fuck outta here)
Ran off with like 20 bricks, it’s gon’ be a hot summer (Gimme that)
Quentin Tarantino, Steven Spielberg, I'm the block buster (Mula)
Coke melting in the pot like popcorn with the hot butter (Work)
Runnin’ down on opper's, I'ma pop him right between his eyes (Blaow)
I ain't ever seen this guy (Blaow)
Be advised, we be them guys (Mula)
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