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bleed the wicked menace - thrash lyrics

[intro]
you and intense scrutiny on the activities of satanic
devil worship and satanic cults
satanic cults corrupting young minds

[verse]
pick those body bags, bl++dy racks
30 rounds up in the mag
pop up like a nether ant
drop em, ain’t no feelin’ bad
so much with a nether tag
spit that sh+t that make em gag
f+ck em if they gettin’ mad
them bullets hit you with b+tch
we ain’t playin’ tech
but hold up in your fit and make your mama sad
head up on the b+tch, won’t be no open cast
run up, i don’t need a master
it ain’t spit, i hope you fast
love it when they body splat
feelin’ gang, b+tch, we don’t never lack
look better fall back
before you make me pull up in that all black
hit em with the gat and make it score crack
beat that motherf+cker till it’s all flat
soul sets, demons, take my blame
till they stop with all the screamin’
trap our eyes until they bleedin’
b+tch, don’t get your neck sl!ck
fist a minute, sweet, gon’ pull up you the next l!ck
tell em, bite the curb and f+ck your sh+t up with a left kick
storm, feel his chest up with that bump
c+ck it back and let it dump
way to be that, let it thump
like get the guns clappin’
body back and head snappin’
bullets smackin’ legs
draggin’ gang, flaggin’ pants
slackin’ bones, crackin’
f+ck it, let em bleed
yellow tape around the scene
40 block, hit his b+tch ass with the beat
all that sh+t that they was f+ckin’ on them b+lls
they can smoke, this that sh+t that they was f+ckin’
let em choke, ain’t no joke
talkin’ blood, b+tch, you can suck
let em choke, ain’t no joke
talkin’ blood, b+tch, you can suck
bleed

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