Chains City Morgue

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[Intro]
Hahahahaha

[Verse 1: ZillaKami]
Bitch, I'm rippin’ off my scabs and bleedin' on my fuckin' choppas
Army artillery, rivalin’ helicopters
Liquified intestines, volcanic ashes and lava
Let the Wardog find his way home
Cause, hell, if I'ma

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Don't bark, I'll bite
Don't wrong, I'm right
Don't fold, Hell, die
Murderer or suicide
Don't bark, I’ll bite
Don’t wrong, I'm right
Don’t fold, Hell, die
Murderer or suicide (Woo)

[Verse 2: SosMula]
I don't pick and choose (Fuck outta here)
Look, I bought a bigger tool (Rrah)
Jumping out the bushes with the choppa, blocka, peekaboo (Rrah)
Pull up, Maybach '62 (Skrrt), movin' like it’s Pikachu (Skrrt)
Listen, bitch, I paid my dues (Fuck outta here)
Fuck around and make the news (Rrah)
Bitch, I'm smokin' Christmas tree, all I blow is piffery
Hit the curb, cook a bird, like it's rotisserie (Fish scale)
Two bad bitches named [?] and Tiffany (Slide)
She slob on my knob, oh my God, no kissin' me (Cook it up)
China white bricks, sell a lotta white bricks
Put it in the pot, let it blow like dynamite sticks (Work)
Bitch, I got the chops, gripped up, Osama type shit
Stupid thot, get my dick sucked, Madonna white chicks (Slide)
Bitch, I'm Larry with the Steele, cause I'm really in the field
Niggas scarier than trill, don't compare me to your deal (Fuck outta here)
It's Big Sleez, bitch, put my family in my will
I'ma melt a nigga grill, like a chop cheese bitch (Mula)