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1afflicted - parademics cypher كلمات أغنية

[intro: 1crusafix]
(afflicted)
(afflicted)
he need paramedics, can you f_cking call them?
one shot to his head, now he fallin’ (uh)
thought he knew me, i cannot recall him
try to shoot me, run away, then we caught him

[chorus: 1crusafix]
p_put a shot to his head, now he f_cked up
band’s up in my pocket, now you need to get your funds up
i’m outside, i’m a creature with a weapon
oh my god_god_god, watch where your f_cking steppin’
he need paramedics, can you f_cking call them?
one shot to his head, now he fallin’ (uh)
thought he knew me, i_i cannot recall him
try to shoot me, run away, then we caught him
he need paramedics, can you f_cking call them?
one shot to his hеad, now he fallin’ (uh)
thought he knew mе, i cannot recall him
try to shoot me, run away, then we caught him
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
[verse 1: trustt]
b_tch you talk too much, i don’t do this type of love
it go girl you shot dead, baby don’t test your luck_uck
got a red dot on your head
ima stay inside, oh you’re mad, i’m just in my bag
turn my phone off, no_way to reach me
glock on my hip, call that sh_t my bestie
don’t you try to test me
why the f_ck you test me?
ima f_ck you up, leave his body empty

[verse 2: crusey]
you can’t catch u_u_up (o_o_o_o_o)
get your cash u_u_u_up (o_o_o)
please just back up (o_o_o_o)
i_i can’t lack bro, ’cause i hate the feds bro
choppa fill him up, eating bullets like he fat bruh (o_o_o_oh)
i don’t wanna go back ho_o_ome (o_o_o_o)
i don’t wanna say, i’m wrong (o_o_o_o)
i don’t really like this song (o_o_o_o)
i don’t know if i belong

[verse 3: w!ldflwr]
chopper goin’ crazy, we gon’ aim it at yo face
bullets hit you with delayed if you keep lying on my bed
tell that p_ssy stop it, your b_tch she on my c_ck, b_tch
shawty suck me up regardless, i won’t even tell her stop it
shawty know i’m with the gang, why you asking all these questions?
better call me deepinparis the way ima teach a lesson
b_tch, i’m sorry, i guess
don’t make me have to change the story, i don’t wanna digress
and if you talkin’ down on gang, you better watch for your neck
[verse 4: deepinparis]
please back up, we gon’ leave ’em f_cked up (uhh)
just call me back and get your bucks up (uh, what?)
i can see you getting none, bruh
at your girl’s house and she just got me sucked up
hit the bank with a deposit got my luck up
b_tch, i can’t even stop you got me f_cked up
yeah, i’m jerking off, think i’m finna bust, bruh
(a_a_a_a) i cannot f_ck up

[verse 5: mycorpsebride]
yeah, we aiming for the neck, uh, cut that boy sound
yeah, they pocket watching all these bands, so what?
you actin’ like a ho_ho_ho
sh_t sucks, can’t front
it’s a whole lotta red on the first of the month
k!llin’ sh_t for fun, yeah, we not gon’ stop until it’s done
yeah, you wanna smoke, came at his lungs
you actin’ like a b_tch, can’t even front (o_o_o_ont)

[verse 6: breakupbreakdown]
yeah, yeah, now i’m with (afflicted)
yeah, i’m wit my bros in the vc we addicted
(o_o_oh) you is not my bro now
making sh_tty music, you don’t even know how
wrap my neck in rhinestones, i saw you use rhyme zone
i’m doin’ it right now, i’ll disrespect your pr_nouns
i be goin’ up (up)
i don’t give a fu_u_uck
we gon’ knock yo’ lights out
think it’s time to lie down
[verse 7: akkiro]
yeah he got no money, he can’t be like me
you know we count it up, and we know he can’t compete
(uh_uh_uh) got a strap, no he’s not the first
we gon’— we gon’— we gon’ hit him in his chest
talkin’ on the net b_tch
i think someones gotta tell him
that we never gonna mi_mi_miss
take his body and we leave him in a ditch (ditch)
t_t_ten shots to his head, yeah, we gonna hit
who the f_ck is this?

[verse 8: prkr blu]
i don’t wanna talk if it’s not for a reason
pull up with a shooter, yeah, you think you’re different
ima hit a l!ck if it’s too much to deal with
pull up with a stick ’cause you think you’re too evil
ima slap the sh_t out of transphobe
deep in this music sh_t, it feels like a free throw
hop off my d_ck, yeah, stop, tryna deep d_throw
yeah, i’m still winnin’, yeah, i’m still 3_0

[verse 9: c4pri]
i’ve been counting up my guap, they can’t f_ckin’ beat me (uh_uh)
if you hating, please just stop, you’re f_ckin’ annoying (uh_uh_uh_uh)
bullet to your brain, to your head, said and done
i_i_i_i_i make what you make in a year like in a month (uh)
i’m a big money maker, you can’t top that
b_tch, you a big clout chaser, better fall back
you a b_tch, and you know it, better stop that
you a big clout chaser, better fall back

[verse 10: erdo]
yeah, i think too much
on my way back home
i’m a waste of time
guess i’m out of luck (wait, stop)
don’t you have enough blood?
yeah, it’s time for me to stop
’cause i guess, i’m out of luck (guess, i’m out of luck again)
t_t_t_they say that i’m nothing
and these meds are not saving me
i told her “i can’t stop it”
waiting for my death all day
my body is full of toxins
feel this sh_t in every vein
i’m runnin’ outta options
ha_a_a_a_a

[chorus: 1crusafix]
(afflicted)
he need paramedics, can you f_cking call them?
one shot to his head, now he fallin’ (uh)
thought he knew me, i_i cannot recall him
try to shoot me, run away, then we caught him

[outro: 1crusafix]
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
(d_mn son, where’d you find this?)
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him
(o_o_o_o_o_o_o_o) caught him

- 1afflicted

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