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lune squad - we've come to this كلمات الأغنية

[intro: boogie & krawley]
hey homie?
man, what’s up?
do you see that? is that?
that’s a lot of blood
yeah bro. look over there
what the f_ck is that? is that? i think that’s slyk. is he _ is he dead?
yeah, homie. he’s definitely dead

[verse 1: krawley]
missing bodies everywhere, people tripping, this is f_cking nuts
then i slipped and fell on a bl__dy piece of someone’s f_cking guts
then i walk outside but the aroma is a little sus
must be from all the bodies burning up inside that bus
see a little kid running with a bl__dy severed head in hand
don’t know what’s goin’ on, confused up in this wicked land
now i can’t find boogie, none of this was in the f_ckin’ plan
there’s even bodies sticking out of a godd_mn trash can
look at my phone, i got missed calls from ron and even buk
everybody losing they mind and all i can think is what the f_ck?
got to take a moment now to sit here and i’ll smoke this blunt
and when it’s finished gotta find a homie so i’m on the hunt
feels like a scene from an apocalyptic horror fl!ck
then all of a sudden it just hit me like a ton of bricks
feel like everything just came to a motherf_cking screeching halt
and then i realized, heh, it’s all boogie’s fault
[chorus: krawley]
this the end of all things! omega!
listen to the grim reaper sing to these haters
nightmarish mobstyle gladiators
let them perish underground with the cicadas
so we’ve come to this, guess it’s come to this
no mercy, no remorse, they can rest in p_ss
so we’ve come to this, guess it’s come to this
i’m a reaper of sorts, here to grant your death wish

[verse 2: boogie]
i turned and ran back in the crib and turned the tv on
tryna catch the news or something, i need to know what’s goin’ on
why is my block so quiet while there’s people dead on my front lawn?
normally the neighbors b_tchin’ about my music blarin’ all day long
so i grabbed the keys to the regal, man, i really need to smoke
hit the store, the clerk was dead, his tongue was pulled right through his throat
sn_tched me up a red bull, some beef jerky, and some swisher sweets
then i got ’em through because this place is giving me the creeps
all these people dead, i need some answers, is this even real?
reached off in my pocket, where’s my cell phone, i need cousin bill
tried to call his phone but he ain’t answering, i’m like what’s the deal?
bukshot left me a message and he’s asking who the f_ck i k!ll?
blood all on my chucks and hands, i know i didn’t do this sh_t
flashbacks of my victims screamin’, callin’ out my name and it’s
f_ckin’ with my mind ’cause these are crimes i know i could commit
all across the news they say i did it and the sh_t’s legit
[chorus: krawley]
this the end of all things! omega!
listen to the grim reaper sing to these haters
nightmarish mobstyle gladiators
let them perish underground with the cicadas
so we’ve come to this, guess it’s come to this
no mercy, no remorse, they can rest in p_ss
so we’ve come to this, guess it’s come to this
i’m a reaper of sorts, here to grant your death wish

- lune squad

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