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boondox - punisher lyrics

[verse 1: turncoat dirty]
see that red dot? well, it sees you
hit the dead shot and now you see through
twenty four grain with the black tips
gon’ have your whole brain doin’ backflips
the world’s infected and in need of an antiseptic
and i’ve been brought here to inject it and all of those that have been afflicted
with an overdose of lead that’ll cure the sickness
and it goes right to your head until they singin’ the benedictus
say nothing, i’m the baddest with this, nah, nothing this vivid
’bout to do things to these sinners that can never be forgiven
that’s forever been forbidden, i swear that you’ll be punished
when i offer you perdition down the barrel of this gun
and this a shame ’cause i get no peace of mind
from taking your extremities out one piece at a time
i do the crime and my wrath through you’ll be suffered
and there will not be no cover for you stupid motherf+ckers (nah!)

[chorus: turncoat dirty]
load the talons in the mag (time to take it there!)
you can’t just talk behind my back (just to make it fair!)
don’t try to tell ’em, b+tches don’t know how to act though
and now your cerebellum got an injury, said i’m back, though
black winter give ’em chills! (who the f+ckin’ bomb?)
you will remember how it feels! (when you’re f+ckin’ gone!)
run through the season and your brain is gon’ be freezin’
and there will be no relievin’, it’s the changin’ of the seasons
[verse 2: turncoat dirty]
thinkin’ you can run? you in my sights now
fifty in the drum, gon’ turn your lights out
shot up like dirty needles, a lethal overdose
shot up by dirty’s eagles, will leave you comatose
it’s judge and jury and i’ll be your executioner
you in a hurry to get introduced to lucifer
and i’ve tied a noose for ya, but you gon’ hang yourself
for all that sh+t you did, you best believe that i’m bringin’ h+ll
like something straight from revelation, t++th that gon’ be gnashin’
when i do things to these b+st+rds streets are gon’ be filled with ashes
lit up by muzzle flashes ’til them roosters up and crowin’
i got something for your ass, then you gon’ reap what you been sowin’
’cause that sh+t leaves you pistol+whipped, hit with that missile tip
blood in your temple quick and it go right down to the gristle, b+tch
no switch, this sh+t don’t miss, i got you in the low pro
that sig gonna slip your disc and you gon’ f+ckin’ know it ho

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