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collab with dlo that finally got finished
hell weed dirty south horrorcore juggalo evil psychopathic blunt force blunt force phat kris claydro
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blunt force, blunt, force, weed, phat kris, claydro, horrorcore, juggalo, psychopathic, dirty south, evil, hell
Blunt Force Studio ============= pumpin out the music no one else can. that evil dirty south, psychopathic, horrorcore shit
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
#103,164 today Peak #232
#14,325 in subgenre Peak #33
Author
Phat Kris and Dlo
Rights
2007
Uploaded
April 25, 2007
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:41
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its an off the chain ass sample, and dope ass lyrics with NO parental advisory...wut
Lyrics
verse 1 phat kris we ain't playin games hoe...we gonna leave stains, n ya'lls claim to fame, just be other folks respected names; in the streets you just a lame, these boys'll leave ya veins to drain, clingin to a last thread of hope, that ya won't feel no pain; betta pray ta ya lucky stars, and even then it's still the same, you gone be hurtin till the last, as the saw teeth cuttin thru yo brain; im just a lil bit psycho, but ya'll call me insane, to all the fakes claimin killa out there, leave it to a grown mane; not talkin shootin popguns, we thinkin more like hand grenades, thru the juggular with a meat hook, eviscerate till ya wide n filleted; claimin skinned knee war wounds, and mane you know that's such a shame, ya'll are like Superman/Batman, we more like Doomsday n Bane; or maybe like The Hulk n Kong, impossible to contain in chains, once it start there ain't no stoppin, assaultive force rivallin a train; verbally mutilate n maim, then ya roast on open flames, ash to ash and dust to dust, now ya return from whence ya came (hook 8 bar count) you so sweet you sing it, we east memphis bound so we bring it, 10 knuckles what we swingin, chainsaws in the distance ringin think twice before you the dice with your life, lyrically this a chainsaw and all you gots a kitchen knife 2nd verse- Dlo better make a run for it when you hear the chainsaw call me pablo picasso because im here to paint walls see the body parts flyin no fa sho it aint dolls phone lines already cut so police you caint call this is why they make laws but i dont play ball i take a pause for the cause right before i break jaws cut you down to size the way we used to make pogs like the shining im hiding with my ax in the main hall come from behind the same wall tryin to tear your face off leave my weapon in your back your face down and caint talk take chalk outline several bodies crime scene's taped off lose a bet to the devil sorry but its winner take all mr. miller came raw and murdered your lame song thought you were bulletproof until i verbally slayed yall your life was cut short cause death didnt take long put your mouth on the curb open wide say ah
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