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Durango '95 (A Real Horror Show)

by $uicideboy$

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Where you gonna go? Where you gonna run? Where you gonna hide? Nowhere, 'cause there's no one like you left! That's right Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks— Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah!) Glocks popping, bustas (Sui) dropping (Sui) niggas duckin' from this shit Evil spirits takin' over, now they runnin' through my head Telling me, "grip that fucking gun" Telling me, "pop that fucking lead" It's a bird, it's a plane—no, it's Satan in the flesh I'm that dead motherfucker steady smoking on that death Satanic holy ghost Snort that holy dope Infrared scope with that dot right on your throat I'm that scarecrow in the corner, welcome to my crucifixion Graveyard living, murder itchin', don't be superstitious Demons got my back, I don't even fight it now Black magic, voodoo power Suicide's exciting, now see? Glocks popping, bustas dropping Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole I'd rather take a nap after I turn a blunt to ash Creeping cracker on the chronic, feelin' like a velociraptor Pull pullin' off the patch, but I ain't takin' off the fucking mask Heard 'em gasp, closed their mouth with the fucking gat's blast Can't rap about a fine dime's ass no more G*59 where the beast's signs fine Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying Life gave me lemons, but I want a fucking lime Ain't got the time to die tryin' Bitch, I know I'll die alone Either in a ditch or on a throne Either way, in a pit I'm being thrown Everything is nothing, and I'm fucking decomposed Glocks popping, bustas dropping Niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit Glocks popping, bustas dropping, dropping, dropping

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