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children of the corn (memphis) - feel dat كلمات أغنية

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[intro]
yeah, uh
n_gga feel that
yeah, uh
n_gga feel that

[verse 1]
the holy darkness enter the room with doom
gloom spooky in the night
see my light my deadly glock will leave you in a bl__dy spot
messy marvin leave ’em in piles
why i gotta be so hostile
brought up as a angel child
now i’m livin’ buck wild
you bustas do not hear me, fear me
everybody claimin’ evil
after one n_gga left the cornyard they said there wouldn’t be no sequel
rock, we schedule, we back up in the twilight zone
bustas please do take that chance i swear i got my d_mn tone
respect is our downfall, god i gotta get that sh_t
everybody rappin’ “where the f_ck through the cornyard clique”
one day we will make it to the top
no we won’t stop
pow pow watchin’ y’all put ’em a holdin’ spot sinister minister child of the corn crop
let me break it down movin’ quick, why the f_ck y’all flaugin’
why the f_ck y’all all on my d_ck? sh_t
uh, n_gga feel that (yeah) (biatch)
yeah, n_gga feet that
uh, yeah
n_gga feel that
watch yo hoe so n_gga feel this

[verse 2]
i’m hearing voices in my head but i don’t know which way to go
a k!lla is inside of me, tryna find reality
but really i don’t give a f_ck my mind is twisted schizophrenic
please don’t panic, grab my yawk as i pop it at your head
goddammit
poppin’ droppin’ bodies in a pile when i’m feelin’ wild
creepin’ through the dark at night
graveyard i love the sight
fall onto my knees as i pray for souls to rise
in the sky as my eyes are red as fire i can’t even lie

[verse 3]
chapters of this ghost writer
there’s no writer to this title
come and worship me my son
then your soul will be for a
spirit that post me then told me that i must k!ll them all
[?]
to show all these n_ggas there’s competition
now be your witness to this death wish as i strike you twice
you sit back and you visualize your whole life
you tried to change the things you did, right and wrong
now it’s too late, now you’re welcome to my graveyard jone
[outro]
n_gga feel that (biatch)
n_gga feel that
uh, yeah
n_gga feel that (biatch)
we gon’ make it the top (n_gga feel that)
uh, yeah
n_gga feel that
uh yeah (oh, you playa haters)
and i’m still gonna f_ck your hoe
mothaf_cka

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