[Intro]
(Taken off the mothafuckin' set)
[Verse]
Runnin' high, leave some resin, killin' them off, I keep them guessin'
Murder them all and teach a lesson, grab a clip, a smith and wesson
Every kill, I count my blessin, all the lames, i keep on pressin
Bullet holes, ain't no testin, bring the pain, no confession
Out the motherfuckin cut, grind your bones into a blunt
Load a clip, pull the hammer, feel the motherfuckin' thump
10-4, bitch killa never trippin on the hunt
Smoke up all up in the hut, Doomshop don't give a fuck
Your all outta luck, hid your body in the trunk
Got this 9 fuckin tucked, never runnin' outta luck
Been ready since the jump, drown in fire, locked in cuffs
Mandatory overkill, death ain't enough
[Chorus - ?]
[?]
[Verse: 2]
So I'm back from the dead, motherfuckers takin' led
Thought I said that I'm comin' out for your fuckin' head
Chains and body parts, locked up in my wooden shed
Lay you out with a gat, now your motherfuckin dead
I'm a murderer that's comin out at night
Talkin shit but too scared to fight
Headshot through a scope, in my sights
At my prime, at the height
Fuck a bitch, I'm all good, I'm aight
Got my game and my blunt super tight
Smoke out feeling high
To the grave
Roll away
Say goodbye
All you hoes talking shit, gotta die on this earth
Been cursed, since the motherfuckin birth
Dont be mad, dont be hurt, bullet holes through ya shirt
Six feet deep in the dirt, doin' motherfuckin' work
While you bitches go to church, on the net, you can lurk
Face to face, you'll get murked, you ain't strapped, using nerf
Drown in blood, gotta surf, face the death you deserve
(Taken off the mothafuckin' set)
[Verse]
Runnin' high, leave some resin, killin' them off, I keep them guessin'
Murder them all and teach a lesson, grab a clip, a smith and wesson
Every kill, I count my blessin, all the lames, i keep on pressin
Bullet holes, ain't no testin, bring the pain, no confession
Out the motherfuckin cut, grind your bones into a blunt
Load a clip, pull the hammer, feel the motherfuckin' thump
10-4, bitch killa never trippin on the hunt
Smoke up all up in the hut, Doomshop don't give a fuck
Your all outta luck, hid your body in the trunk
Got this 9 fuckin tucked, never runnin' outta luck
Been ready since the jump, drown in fire, locked in cuffs
Mandatory overkill, death ain't enough
[Chorus - ?]
[?]
[Verse: 2]
So I'm back from the dead, motherfuckers takin' led
Thought I said that I'm comin' out for your fuckin' head
Chains and body parts, locked up in my wooden shed
Lay you out with a gat, now your motherfuckin dead
I'm a murderer that's comin out at night
Talkin shit but too scared to fight
Headshot through a scope, in my sights
At my prime, at the height
Fuck a bitch, I'm all good, I'm aight
Got my game and my blunt super tight
Smoke out feeling high
To the grave
Roll away
Say goodbye
All you hoes talking shit, gotta die on this earth
Been cursed, since the motherfuckin birth
Dont be mad, dont be hurt, bullet holes through ya shirt
Six feet deep in the dirt, doin' motherfuckin' work
While you bitches go to church, on the net, you can lurk
Face to face, you'll get murked, you ain't strapped, using nerf
Drown in blood, gotta surf, face the death you deserve
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