
6 Feet Below Multiplexes (Ft. UNOFROMPLUTO)
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[Intro]
The Virus
[Verse 1: Multiplexes]
[?]
[Verse 2: UNOFROMPLUTO]
You better duck right when I see you
Margiela, my sweater, I copped it from D2
Big fuckin' chopper, I call it "Cthulhu"
Look at these hollows, they sendin' right through you
I am a pitbull, you are [?]
Look at my wrist, bitch is old like a igloo
Them niggas pussy, I can't really feel you
If hop out then I'm makin' them bleed too
Aye, you better duck, you better run
Hide in the fog when I reload my gun
That nigga pussy, put that on my son
Don't got a son 'cause my son is my gun
Aye, what do you want, lil' bitch?
You talk that shit but can't hang with no clique
If I hop out then I'm dumpin' that bitch
Fee Fi Fo Fum when my gun in this bitch
The Virus
[Verse 1: Multiplexes]
[?]
[Verse 2: UNOFROMPLUTO]
You better duck right when I see you
Margiela, my sweater, I copped it from D2
Big fuckin' chopper, I call it "Cthulhu"
Look at these hollows, they sendin' right through you
I am a pitbull, you are [?]
Look at my wrist, bitch is old like a igloo
Them niggas pussy, I can't really feel you
If hop out then I'm makin' them bleed too
Aye, you better duck, you better run
Hide in the fog when I reload my gun
That nigga pussy, put that on my son
Don't got a son 'cause my son is my gun
Aye, what do you want, lil' bitch?
You talk that shit but can't hang with no clique
If I hop out then I'm dumpin' that bitch
Fee Fi Fo Fum when my gun in this bitch
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