[Verse 1: T.R.I.P.]
Leaving motherfuckers turning in they grave
Got at least 100 rappers buried in the back of my place
I love to fuckin kill 'em, all while leaving no trace
UAV is on mission, now we picking up the pace uh
Got that Mossberg pump ready to rearrange brain
And I don’t give no fuck, while y’all chasing for the fame
9 millimeter ready to annihilate
Busting shots inside yo' lungs to watch you hyperventilate
Everybody dies but not everybody lives
Resurrected from thе depths, bitch, I'm snapping all your ribs
I’m the mothafucka that will stomp your head and еmpty clips
I was born straight out crypt, I’m the one to slit yo' shit
Lonely in the dark, so I been laying low
'Til I seen an angel hanging from it's halo
Rejected from the gates, devil holds my soul
End is coming close, time to burn the fuckin' globe
[Verse 2: SCHIZO]
Devil know I'm burnin', so I'm purgin', catchin' homicides
Whippin' with them serpents, we be workin' squad like suicide
Bitch, I catch you swervin', I’ma fill you lungs, cyanide
Let the AK burst and like the birds, I let the bullets fly
Glock-9, seventeen bodies on floor
Triple digit got the 6’s shotty blastin' through your doors
Ya my trigga finger itchin' for the bitches, kill 'em both
Bitch, I’m wicked, don’t be snitchin', baggin' bodies by the boat
Leaving motherfuckers turning in they grave
Got at least 100 rappers buried in the back of my place
I love to fuckin kill 'em, all while leaving no trace
UAV is on mission, now we picking up the pace uh
Got that Mossberg pump ready to rearrange brain
And I don’t give no fuck, while y’all chasing for the fame
9 millimeter ready to annihilate
Busting shots inside yo' lungs to watch you hyperventilate
Everybody dies but not everybody lives
Resurrected from thе depths, bitch, I'm snapping all your ribs
I’m the mothafucka that will stomp your head and еmpty clips
I was born straight out crypt, I’m the one to slit yo' shit
Lonely in the dark, so I been laying low
'Til I seen an angel hanging from it's halo
Rejected from the gates, devil holds my soul
End is coming close, time to burn the fuckin' globe
[Verse 2: SCHIZO]
Devil know I'm burnin', so I'm purgin', catchin' homicides
Whippin' with them serpents, we be workin' squad like suicide
Bitch, I catch you swervin', I’ma fill you lungs, cyanide
Let the AK burst and like the birds, I let the bullets fly
Glock-9, seventeen bodies on floor
Triple digit got the 6’s shotty blastin' through your doors
Ya my trigga finger itchin' for the bitches, kill 'em both
Bitch, I’m wicked, don’t be snitchin', baggin' bodies by the boat
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