Dawgs
The Kutt-Outs
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Head bob, head bob Turn into concussion Ain't no burner that I'm clutching But I murder what I'm touching Mowing anybody down that just be in my path They're gripping straps but they're really not equipped with that Bullshit in fact Not a single click or clack No McDonald's but you get hit with the biggest macs Without an order of fries You better run and hide Cover your daughter's eyes Or she'll be mortified I'll leave her horrified From the fact that she just watched her fucking father die Daddy did wrong huh Told him he won't go and talk that shit for long bruh Bullets beating on his chest King Kong bruh I know you hear the metal banging like a gong bruh This is the eulogy This is the song bruh This shit isn't new to me And ever since a toddler Became the one who grew to be The one who would off ya If you get to shooting we got janitors to mop ya We'll drop ya When you reach for the fame To the demons you pray Succeed in the game At a cost Don't speak on our name Got a beam we could aim And we gon feed a lame To the dogs He ain't breathing today No speech or debate Keep dreaming away when you're lost
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