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Ragnarok - Witchouse 40k
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Ragnarok Witchouse 40k

Ragnarok - Witchouse 40k
[Chorus]
I'm always fucked up, half-dead, soul full of rounds
I keep a hundred in the shotty, bodies fall to the ground
He coughing dust up, I still gon' take the gold from his mouth
I'm looking like a zombie walking, choppa knocking them down

[Verse]
I'm with the gang, ain’t no opps on me
I leave the bank like a robbery
I keep a knife in my sock
And I heard that he talking, but ain’t pulled that Glock on me
No red dots, you ain't gonna body me
I keep the steel at your your artery
Pardon me, is that your clique? 'Cause they bother me
Fuck out my face with that glizzy you bought from me
Glizzy cocking and it came with a stiffy
The hollows hit 'em, and your body go missing
And fuck a bad bitch in every city
With face tats and a strap on hеr kidney
Nobody safe and I want all the smokе
Like I smoke yo' an eight I'ma keep on the low
Militia the gang and we’ve all got some ghosts
And we taking your chain like we taking your souls
I go down to the sewers, no coughing
Cocking it back and we shooting like archery
Artemis, I am a god you can't bother me
He’s got the glizzy but never gon' hollow me
Fuck with the kid, 40k with that lock jaw
One .50 clip in the AR, knock yo' jaw off
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