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omnichopper - gods of the cemetery lyrics

[verse 1: down6]
all i do is stunt on stupid mothaf_cka’s
that obsessed with f_ckin numbers, i’m not talking views or money
stack like lumber, i rebuke the huntings, you’ll get sent to slumber
six feet under, imma loot and steal what y’all won’t f_ckin plunder
i don’t wanna be affiliated with degenarates, that’s why i recommend

y’all are not god sent when you spam the digits
i don’t even grin or laugh
on a sinner task, literally make a hazard that’ll track
flip you over like a gymnast on a mat
parodies will never reach up whеre i’m at
slam into the coffin and they gеtting buried, huddle by the middle, i’m the god in every cemetery though
you don’t have to be the villain, i’m just kidding and bidding that i’ll take you by the neck, when they overthrowned
i don’t give a f_ck about the motive, anybody can decode it
when i run up on the chosen one, i show them i’m devoted
spend no money that i’m holding, got the liquor and i’m toating what’ll make the brother fold up in a second to the goals
i’m too sick when moving bricks, a ruler to these fools and jits
so cruel with this to ease the ego’s off these drooling tools a bit
i’m cooling the mist, surround y’all in circles all spiritually, it’s no conspiracy b_tch
hear to see sh_t when they mirror my bliss, ain’t no curing these kids, what i hear isn’t it

[bridge]
y’all ain’t nothing but some rats
y’all ain’t nothing but some ass
y’all be bluffing with the brass
y’all be bluffing on your tracks
y’all be f_cking up my task
y’all be f_cking up my act
you can’t run away to the past
y’all can’t hunt when i’ve already dashed
[verse 2: omnichopper]
i’m murdering f_ckas’ who getting me p_ssed
they not gon’ be strong, they’ll cry like a b_tch
like methamphetamine addiction, never stop
they not gonna rest till they hit the top, them f_ckas getting multilated
by the ways i murder b_tches, call me jack the ripper
let them die when i’m the secret keeper
i’m goin’ insane with the gibberish sh_t
it’s reaching the point that i just want a hit
they ain’t givin’ up on the record, b_tch
and just like i said, you belong in a ditch
all of you idiots claiming so high
i’ve always been wondering if you were high
f_ckas, say goodbye, this is not a test
gonna leave you in a grave, with your f_cking last breath
you will f_cking die, better f_cking say goodbye
no one’s gonna come and help you cuz they cannot hear you scream
imma chop you up and stir you, feed you to your f_cking family
i’m gonna force them all to chew on all your f_cking flesh, b_tch

[outro]
y’all ain’t nothing but some rats
y’all ain’t nothing but some ass
y’all be bluffing with the brass
y’all be bluffing on your tracks
y’all be f_cking up my task
y’all be f_cking up my act
you can’t run away to the past
y’all can’t hunt when i’ve already dashed

- omnichopper lyrics

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