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Hit 'Em Kill 'Em Shoot 'Em Dead

by Merkules

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Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the rifle, we know where you live Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the rifle, we know where you live Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck These demons inside of me tryin' to escape Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead These demons inside of me tryin' to escape Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets) Fill the mosh pit with bullets (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) I'm a psychopath, I let the rifle blast First I cyph and gas and then I light the match I'm goin' ape shit, I'm taking to many prescriptions Got thirty six in my mouth again like I came in from Memphis I'm in your face at the dentist, I'm at the table with winners And now the scope got a lens like I'm taking a picture, like Buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em, buck 'em If they really want beef, I Buck 'em, buck 'em Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the rifle, we know where you live Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the rifle, we know where you live Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck These demons inside of me tryin' to escape Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead These demons inside of me tryin' to escape Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em dead Yeah, yo Rap sort of Lambo in the garage, rambo They want a spot, they get blown like cigars Never broke, cash flows goin' harder than the homies on the yard Y'all are phony, ya facade Where blood's thicker than water, welcome to Hell's Kitchen Brick so big it's on scale you weigh yourself with I slang salt water to a beach Host is the hand up, God Father in the street Whole squad is a lead, I pull a chopper at the sea Block, block, I top shotter, getting dollars like I'm Meech The real Meech, the real chopper, the real Tony The OG in the steel Homie, you kill softly, youngs flange Y'all ain't fuckin' with prince Gotta constantly make casket for these rappers on my dick, ah I'm the boss, what they gonna say now? I'm no plug, no wire, this is not PayPal nigga The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live Devil's alive, I am nobodies friend Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up Cut 'em, stab 'em, carve 'em up Fill the mosh pit with bullets (fill the mosh pit with bullets) Fill the mosh pit with bullets (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) Bang-bang, motherfucker, bang-bang (yeah) Chain slang, I'm just trynna maintain (that's right) Fucked up, I can't never stay sane But you know that I'm the illest in my whole campaign Shots rang through the window of your whip Yeah, we really with the shits Bullets filling up the clip, got the pistol on my hip like (brah) Like the beef in the freezer, I'm raw You just tough on screen like Deniro In the city where I'm from I'm a motherfuckin' hero (facts) I'm still good in the hood like my hands are clean And I'm known to catch bodies like a trampoline Gasoline in the truck if these cats want beef Y'all belong in the movie, you just actin' G (fugazi) Yeah, let the lions out the cage Put the fire in your face when I'm lighting up the stage Bang-bang Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the pistol Bitch, I know where you live Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the pistol Bitch, I know where you live Ice on my neck, ice on my neck Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck Ice on my neck, ice on my neck Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck Ice on my neck, ice on my neck Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck Pull out the pistol Bitch, I know where you live

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