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aj slat - instruments of death lyrics

[intro]
hey man, i just heard the track, and uh..
are you sure you want to do this?
i don’t know if the’re gonna recover from that

[verse]
blood on my hands
looking indian
pull up to your home
or your condiminium
head out the back when a homie see me
splat on yo back with a chromie bleeding really

stains on yo pants
and you floodin em
dance on yo graves
while im blowing that bubblegum
whack to the back and a homie bleeding
study these bars and weep, its good reading

see we got a real bad case
since i left the states man they all been laced
left and right n dropping mix tapes
faking a lil hate just to get a little cake

i can see yall trying to bake
but it don’t smell good so you better save face
chase raced to rap but he can’t
can’t listen with a straight face
ashton pop out with a bop
sound like cr+p man i’m not shocked
he been rapping real big talk
can’t make up for the fact that he +skeleton clank+ when he walks

man who wanna try and speak up next
not tryna k!ll you man i must confess
but go on ahead and stick out that neck
i’ll pull out a tech seperate it from the rest

people don’t know where i come from
see, when you poke around too much you fall victim
get yo face on a shirt man we miss em
say your prayers and give the fam a kiss, huh

look man
force feed you narcan
in the back of mini van
with my right hand
with my left hand out a window
getting sun tanned
next to your bimbo
later on we gonna play some limbo
how low can you go
hold pistols akimbo
ice on my neck looking like frozone
finna rock all of yall deftones
better not let me catch you on yo jack jones
you better tote the pistol close
or get closed
6 feet down no joke
now you just bones
drop some bars so watch your toes

on the next, who stick out they neck
got the tech, drop to the deck or get wrecked
this got layers no shrek
big glock player go fetch
bullets from my mouth
ima instrument of death
words so profound
it’ll send you to your bed
in the words of a clown
your dead
your dead

[beat switch]
[verse 2]
involentarily seamless
i enter the transition with no stitches
sleep is good for your health so
sleep with the fishes
rap as good as me?
ashton wishes
focusing on you man
looking like an oreo thin
no stuffin
no kid
you might starve to death
eat something at least bit of grease to thicken up your bony knees
please
its a horrible sight
might give the kids a fright thinking
that they just might
have seen the slenderman
and i guess they did
you a slender man
maybe try a tan
nah, still an ugly sports fan
it’s funny
i just sat down and this all spilled out of me
i send this one out for all those who doubted me
undoubtedly
forced a frown out of me
but hey g
i’m just playing

shut yo hoe ah up and make some rice cayden

- aj slat lyrics

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