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krueger_sl - ghost shell lyrics
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yea b_tch im the grave keeper, burying body’s down deeper. with the sigil, im a reaper, big ass shotgun that’s a keeper. go hard till the eternal sleep, the mortals buried, 6 feet down deep. krueger keep on thuggin and thuggin, bleeding out like it’s just nothin
riding through my block, got the 9, and it’s all strapped up. yea we’re k!llers yea we’re drillers, don’t try us, we are murderous. come step through, shot through, drive up, were nefarious. i been on the same sh_t, boy go try me, and then you’ll gon get hit
i’m a ghost locked in my sh_ll, kick in doors and show no remorse. loaded up the ak, can’t even feel how hard you fell. auto rifles in my closet, can’t handle these, you can not toss it. see the blue light, run away, but don’t go break the fight. in the night, we still up, till the morning hour were on sight. dressed all black, with metal gear, looking like a d_mn knight. blood be dripping off your face, and yet you still think your right. coming in with heavy artillery, gon blow you up, cause a cl_ster strike
krueger gonna come in clutch, let’s just take it up a notch
strike him with an upper cut, see that boy now in the mud
stomp you out down in my rocks, shut up or else youll get doxxed
cracked this pill up in the cup, gon pop your face with the glock
after all your just a snitch, stop begging for mercy and all that sh_t. f_ck up lil b_tch, all that talk, gon shoot up your homies and your crib. my body feeling numb as f_ck, popped this pill, then gon take a hit. put him on the news, big talk snitch, now he gon die a b_tch
hundred thousand shots of ammunition, in the bas_m_nt yea. we still out here with the k!llers, you know we ain’t snitchin nah. with the bike i be rolling up, the scene was left, and full of blood. i’m making bread, stacking up the racks, talking all that sh_t, we gon check on that!
i’m a ghost locked in my sh_ll, kick in doors and show no remorse. loaded up the ak, can’t even feel how hard you fell. auto rifles in my closet, you can’t handle these, you can not toss it. see the blue light, run away, but don’t go break the fight. in the night. we still up, till the morning hour were on sight. dressed all black, with metal gear, looking like a d_mn knight. blood be dripping off your face, and yet you still think your right. coming in with heavy artillery, gon blow you up, gon cause a cl_ster strike
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