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doc gruesome & odprophet – wvke up!!! كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
a year ago this exclusive rancho santa fe mansion was transformed into a macabre mortuary. thirty_nine bodies, all dressed in ritualistic fashion were found inside

[chorus]
this life’s a mess, we still dressed to impress
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
barrel on my chin, head is a (_gun shot_)
wake up b_tches, k!ll a motherf_cker
smoke a blunt, worth a milli i’ve been feelin’ like
truth to god, ayy, there’s a place where the barrel go
blow your brains out, there’s much hate for scenarios

[verse 1: odprophet]
pop! pop! pop! woke up, had to roll out of bed again
and cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, bang! ’til my head is missing
no love in my soul, got the devil in him
sickness in this brain, sh_t is parasitic
death entities, odprophet centipede
doc gruesome, head body morgue walking energy
praying at the altar with the vodka in the centerpiece
breathing life into the dead and never to our enemies
it’s the king in yellow when he roll around with ghetto jesus
keep the bibles in a pool of blood, b_tch, what do you believe in?
me and doc dressed to impress because it’s the season
shoot somebody right between the eyes for no f_ckin’ reason
[chorus]
this life’s a mess, we still dressed to impress
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
barrel on my chin, head is a (_gun shot_)
wake up b_tches, k!ll a motherf_cker
smoke a blunt, worth a milli i’ve been feelin’ like
truth to god, ayy, there’s a place where the barrel go
blow your brains out, there’s much hate for scenarios

[verse 2: doc gruesome]
wake up! silverback to a c_nt, uhh
lace up, keep some rocks in my chucks, uhh
nine milli on my waist, keep it tucked
cerberus on my vest, stupid p_ssy, know what’s up
i done tried to k!ll myself a million times as i fly
i keep f_ckin’ wakin’ up even after i hear (_gun shot_)
i’m a f_ckin’ waste, get the f_ck up out my face
keep a swisher rolled up, use a glock to paint my f_ckin’ place
my girl found me, i ain’t want to do it to her
but i’m really f_ckin’ selfish, toss my body in a sewer, b_tch
i am filth, no more better than manure
walk around the f_ckin’ block, pop a perp with a ruger

[chorus]
this life’s a mess, we still dressed to impress
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
barrel on my chin, head is a (_gun shot_)
wake up b_tches, k!ll a motherf_cker
smoke a blunt, worth a milli i’ve been feelin’ like
truth to god, ayy, there’s a place where the barrel go
blow your brains out, there’s much hate for scenarios

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