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unaverage gang - wolf creek part iii كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: t.r.i.p.]

f_ckin’ with my k!llas
we all strapped up like some outlaws
pull up to yo’ crib, fast as f_ck like a nascar
break the law, k!ll ‘em all
break your mothaf_ckin’ jaw
tortures what i bring into this game
i give it to ‘em raw
sliding thru with schizo
we murder, we getting detrimental
coming right out of the cemetery
test me i get temperamental
step up to my plate
i promise y’all n_ggas not on my level
i grab the shovel bash your brains out
all praise to the devil
i got the .357
i’m locked and loaded
i keep skеletons inside my closet from thеm decomposing
b_tch, i’m t.r.i.p
wicked sick so f_ckin’ unpredictive
i grab my glock send a shot
collect another victim
creepin’ out the shadows
i’m crawling out of your attic
sneak up you when you sleeping
my thoughts are getting erratic
taking all these bodies call me a mothaf_ckin’ addict
b_tch you f_ckin’ with the reaper
taking souls out as i’m laughing
[verse 2: vague]

wait
can you hear the f_ckin’ static?
call em’ out
i’m ’bout to bring a panic
and it’s not by choice
but my guns are semiautomatic
i push limits, i’m findin’ demons
i call it fate
cause i ain’t f_ckin’ with the same sh_t
so call it hate
and i’m goin thru the gate
so you can try to label
all that talk
from a broke b_tch
but i’m stable
your body missin’
and it’s not my jurisdiction
this is real life
livin’ out your days like
it’s fiction
and ever since
i’ve been tryna make it my mission
my mind goes a mile a minute
so what the f_ck can you provide?
it’s just another demon
locked down and trapped up inside
you say “it’s hard to find”
but that p_ssy sh_t don’t apply
don’t be comin’ at me
puttin’ all that sh_t to the side
and all that bottled up anger
droppin’ blood and flies
this sh_t’s a massacre
hidin’ in a crowd of hurt
yeah
i know i’m not the first
i may seem asleep
but i stay alert
[verse 3: schizo]

i woke up and had a kershaw in my abdomen
i was leakin’ blood all on the curb containin’ pathogens
got up on my knees
i crawled my way to where the bathroom is
started coughin’ blood
it felt like i was coughin’ javelins
while i was lookin’ back
i’m seein’ bodies on the on the kitchen stove
smellin’ all there flesh and seein’ bodies in the livin’ room
i don’t know what happened
so i hid inside the closet
shocked in my confusion
started diggin’ in my pockets
then i found a note that said, “you know who really did this sh_t”
everybody’s dead
so i still question who the victim is
i’m pretty comprehensive
i don’t understand what made me flip
but still can’t comprehend, the reasons why i always f_ckin’ switch
h_llcat in my hands i check the mag it had an empty clip
sh_lls around the bodies like a scene inside a haunted crypt
why am i so crazy that’s the sh_t that i don’t understand
but multi personality would justify the way i am

- unaverage gang

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