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bukshot - the butcher shop كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: bukshot]
people are afraid of me (yeah!)
many reasons they should be (yeah!)
creature’s what they labeled me (yeah!)
leave ’em bleeding painfully (yeah!)
these b_tches cannot compete (uhh!)
their knowledge is obsolete (uhh!)
i swear to you solemnly i’ll die before i cop a plea (yeah!)
i keep all my rivals close (yeah!)
hit ’em where it hurts thе most (yeah!)
burn ’em up like i’m supposеd (yeah!)
disappeared just like a ghost (uhh!)
grindin’ hard, will never quit (uhh!)
fall a lot, but get up quick (uhh!)
hear the hate, i give a sh_t (uhh!)
juggernaut, i’m in this b_tch
watch ’em all die with the quickness
let ’em bleed out, can’t f_ck with the wicked
disturbed and down with the sickness
f.t.i. let the underground witness
got my weirdos in this heaven and h_ll, we saints and sinners
my soul is cold as christmas
choppin’ up haters, that’s my business

[chorus: crucifix]
i can seem to never stop
just swing my cleaver, watch it chop
all these rappers actin’ soft
welcome to the butcher shop
time and time again, bodies colder than a polar pop
it’s gon’ be the end, you won’t make it out the butcher shop
i like makin’ bodies drop
watch them heads go flying off
f_ck the law and f_ck the cops
welcome to the butcher shop
time and time again, bodies colder than a polar pop
it’s gon’ be the end, you won’t make it out the butcher shop
[verse 2: bukshot]
time is up, act a fool (yeah!)
juggalos and ninjas too (yeah!)
mainstream hunt is what i do (yeah!)
choke ’em out, turn ’em blue (yeah!)
snipers posted on the roof (uhh!)
cops are k!lling on the news (uhh!)
fake b_tches don’t like the truth (uhh!)
lackin’ knowledge, get a clue (yeah!)
oh my god, me oh my (yeah!)
bring that heat, piece don’t lie (yeah!)
bang it hard, don’t imply (yeah!)
twiztid told you we don’t die (uhh!)
we don’t bend, we don’t fold (uhh!)
’til the end, stand and hold (uhh!)
hands are bl__dy, heart of gold (uhh!)
stare is grim and dark and cold
i’m the realest (realest)
gut ’em with a blade like a serial k!ller
my ego’s fearless (fearless)
steppin’ on everyone like godzilla
so when you feel this hittin’ yo chest like silverback gorillas (yeah!)
you’re on my sh_t list
step into the butcher shop, your time is finished

[chorus: crucifix]
i can seem to never stop
just swing my cleaver, watch it chop
all these rappers actin’ soft
welcome to the butcher shop
time and time again, bodies colder than a polar pop
it’s gon’ be the end, you won’t make it out the butcher shop
i like makin’ bodies drop
watch them heads go flying off
f_ck the law and f_ck the cops
welcome to the butcher shop
time and time again, bodies colder than a polar pop
it’s gon’ be the end, you won’t make it out the butcher shop
[verse 3: bukshot]
go _ go to war like pakistan
act a fool, jackie chan
butcher tools are in my hand
wipe ’em out, taliban
i don’t think they understand
it don’t even matter though
pipe down all that chatter man
i’ve been down this road befo’
i’ve been on the chopping block
jumped and stabbed, walk it off
ran through projects poppin’ shots
my whole life been dodgin’ cops
tables turned, new beginnings
haters learn, now i’m winning
’bout to blow any minute
m.o.b., independent
me and crucifix still underground but ruling this
watch your back we doing sh_t
and stopping this is ludicrous
og i’m not new to this
don’t pull it out to shoot and miss
plus i think you’re full of sh_t
this butcher shop gon’ k!ll ya b_tch

- bukshot

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