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bukshot - 3:33 lyrics

[verse 1: bukshot]
three years later, and it’s another album
three more bodies and they still haven’t found them
the dragon has returned to finish what he started
people gotta burn so i’m checking off these targets
can paint a little picture for ya with your mommas blood
can f+ck your sister ‘fore i k!ll her cause i’m just a sl+t
chop chop chop your favorite rapper up in pieces just because
i don’t like his f+cking music plu+plus it gives me a buzz
say i’m washed up, why they in my laundry then?
drain the blood up in a bucket from the clothes i shot ’em in
keep the bodies in my bas+m+nt in a little fridge
i don’t have a guilty conscience, not even a little bit
think you got me cornered, b+tch i got escape routes
while you’re in my dungeon looking i’ll be in my safe house (safe house)
counting money but my victims don’t have option
left ’em underground and so they’re laying dead and noxious

[chorus: bukshot]
it’s 3:33 the dragon’s gotta feed
meet me in the mosh+pit
i’mma make ’em bleed
it’s 3:33 my people’s gotta eat
promise you the bomb’s lit
smithereens
[bridge: bukshot]
helter skelter
h+helter skelter
helter skelter
b+b+blood is what i need
helter skelter
h+helter skelter
helter skelter
th+th+three thirty+three

[verse 2: bukshot]
i’ve been on the internet, watching all these sensitive motherf+ckers talking sh+t
i don’t think they want to live
they’re acting suicidal cause they got to meet their idol
it didn’t go as planned, watch supporters turn to rivals
they found out that their favorite rapper was a pill+head
the show tonight was canceled, least that’s what the bill said
raging maniac, i can be a lunatic
pay me on the low right now and i’ll come through and shoot a b+tch
i’m not a rapper either homie, i just act like one
the truth, i’m really just a k!ller having lots of fun
i got these b+tches fooled
they think i rap for cash
they think this sh+t is fake every time i put on the mask
haters never get it
wonder why my beats so cold
cause i don’t pay for tracks, seven gives me beats for souls
but honestly i’m only out for blood to spill your guts
i know your favorite rappers, half of them ain’t got no nuts
[chorus: bukshot]
it’s 3:33 the dragon’s gotta feed
meet me in the mosh+pit
i’mma make ’em bleed
it’s 3:33 my people’s gotta eat
promise you the bomb’s lit
smithereens

[bridge: bukshot]
helter skelter
h+helter skelter
helter skelter
b+b+blood is what i need
helter skelter
h+helter skelter
helter skelter
th+th+three thirty+three

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