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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,696
Peak in subgenre #234
Author
the reverend|ISDED
Rights
isded
Uploaded
September 04, 2009
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:40
Lyrics
sittin', sippin', spittin' wicked venom of disease on your knees, can't deal with b*** needs, suck deez nuts as i erupt with the villainous and corrupt slittin' them victims with quickness and it's never enough you gotta aim for the heart if you want this sh** to happen you gotta keep up with what's around you, what is happenin' and what's surroundin', as I keep it burnin' - keep it blazed - psychosomatic off the planet - take this tight sh** and fire in automatic gotta click it - bang bang - watch the blood fall as rain memories of when my nacka caught a shell in his brain grab a knife to try and cut through the strife of this life mix a suicide solution so that i can sleep through the night and ignite with the homicidal rage that keeps me killin' grab a shovel, trunk is open - buried her with my semen and then i back the f*** up, and head off into the world cuz i was destined to kill more than just this innocent girl - but for now... sittin', sippin' here on dis forty c'mon now shawty shawty illin', face peelin' - got a high, shot through the ceilin' so you need a f*** in' letter from me to stop feelin' sicka-seethin', f*** ya breathin', put your face to cement slam my boot down on the back of ya fat head and start screamin' psych-uplifted, semi-livid, surely lucid and laughin' good to know i got a trash bag, thought it'd be useful to have it so you're packed in - no one will miss you, not even ya mom's i stick ya with the bomb - gorilla vietcong sh** set it off motherf*** er, i got no need to say but let me repay your recent passing away with this statement twisted and crypted, i ain't got no time to get shifted but when ya blood gets wasted - man, that sh** is my favorite so don't you trip on me and you best watch what you say cuz when it's on, motherf*** er, there's no getting away spaced on smoke rings as they're driftin' past my eyes they remind me everything in this world is made to die - but for now...
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