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[Verse][1][Psykko]
Posted up on da block, wearin a black bandana
goin scarface on ya' ll, i'm mista montana
f*** what fifty said, i'm da real gatman
sneakin up behind these f*** in lames like batman
i neva know how to ac, so i ac a fool
betta not f*** wit me, sh** , i pac atool
f*** some goddamn hoes, neva wife ya
rip ya flesh wid da blade, i'll alwayz knifeya
call me the punisher, i'll squirt a tool
leavea f*** in bloodbath, i'll hurt a fool
i'll slice ya'll all creatively, i'm tattin u
draped all bloody,fakes,str8 BLATTIN U!
at my murda scene, I only leave nubs n nuts
no trace of evidence, f*** leavin blood n guts
f*** dese gay ass rednecks,I str8 kill a crakka
got more tools than home depot,f*** in drilla slakka
[Hook][x2]
BOOM! - My victims won't need a vest to protect [When I]
BLEW! - Out the innerds in they head n' they neck [With a]
TOOL! - Then they heart rate will reduce in a sec [They won't]
MOVE! - After what it is, we will do with they chest [Then]
[Verse][2][DieN]
The heat I'm holdin' in the closed fists I am known with
Will spit, and leave you open, bullets molded in your smokin' holes n'
They won't notice in your clothes it's obvious your bones are broken
Hemoglobin' spillin' through the blood, as you float in the ocean
I got many motives, to choke a cat, and open that
Broken back with potent glass, I pulled it back, n' broke n' smashed
To throw at that phoney ass, lonely, smashed, homie that's:
Eyein' me, I grind my teeth and slash him from the throat to ass!
I was never known to ask, takin' what I need to get
Since diapers leavin' f** s with a broken neck
I never went as low to givin' them a bleeding lip
I go strait for the throat, same motto for when I feast on kids
Quick n' I'm sick, and I'll rip you to bits, givin' a sh** ? I'll Get atchu wit'
A spit of a fifth, is hittin the kid, and splittin' his wig, and killin him quick
give it to get, your life is a sec, gun on my right, and a knife on my left
Your life n' your breath, is lifeless n' bedded, you bet it, your ignited' til death [Then]
[Hook][x2]
BOOM! - My victims won't need a vest to protect [When I]
BLEW! - Out the innerds in they head n' they neck [With a]
TOOL! - Then they heart rate will reduce in a sec [They won't]
MOVE! - After what it is, we will do with they chest [Then]
[Verse][3][Pyskko]
b*** don't lie to me, I know ya sh** tight
Leavin no traces behind, ner even clit right
When I'm done with ya dome, it'll be f*** in crushed
then take ya carcass out and leave it dumped n brush
no recognition of ya ID, i'll make it stumped n flushed
after i'm on my rampage ya know i'm crunk n bust
i donno what to call my fetish, is it love or lust?
or maybe i only love blood, leavin out guns n cuts
bloodstains everywhere, even on my white tee
f*** with me, and its on,you will feel my knife b
before you f*** in die, i'll make u touch my nuts
then,i'll stomp ya face in, its crushed to mush
i hide my heat, man i jus tuck n bust
believe in god, but always say guns we trust
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