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part i

roaches in the ashtray
plots in the cemetery
shots leave you dead and buried
(you die)
this life is temporary
(uh)
pull up with the mop
l!ckin’ shots
let it rock
(let’s go)
unless if you with the ops
left you leakin’ out the top
(he dead)

roll up with them burners out
prolly cause a scene
sippin’ something
talkin’ reckless
while i talk ’em up and lean
i was cut and paid to smoke you
want a problem?
talk to me
learn a language
meat, the blood
is what i talk
i’m shopping ki’s
how i lift the tec
show respect
i’ll be honest with you
this right here a promise and a threat
pray to god i miss you
if i get you light up in the sights
then the light is green
even if his family by his side
it’s alright with me

made him lay down on the black with the ‘lac
sip in your hood with a chop on my lap
choppin’ the waters
we slide in yo’ ass
how do we rock it?
it not gonna matter
light through your body
your bones in the whip
flow in the lip
just hope it don’t follow me
all of them hollows
are folding yo’ sh_t
get sent through the wall
like a ghost in this b_tch

part ii
dealers in there
dealers in there
yuh
yuh
yuh
yuh_yuh
yuh
yuh
this that thunder in the trunk
can hear the knock up in sp_ce
sh_t be rumbling
when i pull up
and we mop up the place
tools is out
like construction
on the block’s underway
foot on the pedal
you hearin’ the trunk
but it’s not double_bass
now we chopped up and blazin’
through shots til’ your spot was erased
sending heat
sweep your block
like a hot summer day
never act like it won’t happen
we did not come to play
what i write
it come to life
feel like i’m sutter cane
yuh
it’s a lot of favors that i never call them
(i don’t)
it’s a lot of haters that i never call friends
(i won’t)
clip full of bald_heads, aiming at y’all head
(bah)
exterminator when i get to sprayin’
they all dead
(got)
bust down rollie on my wrist
type of sh_t
on my hip
let it rip
and take a bus down homie
i ain’t got n0body left i can trust
(nope)
it’s a rough road
give a f_ck though
(uh_uh)
cutthroat
til my blood cold
(ice)

don’t even need to speak
they feel the pressure
when my mood shift
these weapons in my blueprint
these cannons get ejected
when my temperament is boosted
then clapped up in a second
i’m detecting any moment
the method’s rather useless

these b_tches clueless
i let the tool spit
get his boo hit
turn him into ash with this boom_stick
when we get the switches out
pull up then we hit his house
clip full of something
leave him spillin’ out your top
like a b_tch’s blouse

- death dealers anonymous

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