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cody manson - already dead (remix) lyrics

[intro: cody manson]
that trife life sh+t
lsp
look

[verse 1: cody manson]
it’s dinnertime, b+tch, get in line
i’m bout to use this f+ckin’ force to pick your mind (mind)
i’ve got open eyes, but yet still you’re blind (blind)
to the fact you just f+ck around wasting time (time)
i kick it with hippies with jell+o spines (spines)
a misfit with riches, i’m doing fine (fine)
criminal mischief committing crimes (crime)
if you switch up, get hit up with nickel nines (nine)
bop bop, what you talking ’bout, if you take food from my daughter mouth
you gon’ end up in the slaughterhouse (facts)
oh, you thought i forgot about?
’til there’s gorillas all up in your mama house (ah)
flip it upside down no roll cage (roll cage)
i’m running ’em over like road rage (road rage)
i’m k!lling these hoes like i’m o.j. (o.j.)
you can choke on my d+ck ’til your throat ache (huh)
[chorus: cody manson]
you reap what you sow (you reap what you sow)
and you gon’ pay for all that sh+t that you did (all that sh+t that you did)
i am the monster (i am the monster)
hiding under your bed (bed)
i wait until you’re sleeping (sleeping)
then put two in your head (bop bop)
you don’t even know it (blaow)
but you’re already dead (dead)
you’re already dead
you don’t even know you’re already dead (dead)
put two in your head
’cause you don’t even know you’re already dead (dead)

[verse 2: cody manson]
trife life, i’m applyin’ the pressure
the hood on my shoulders, ain’t wearing no sweatshirt
all those grams getting measured (yeah)
got some bands in the shoebox, some bows in the dresser (yeah)
clean drugs, you can bring a tester
fire dabs, nectar collectors
white boy ballin’, just call me professor
body bags on top of stretchers
the city’s on my back so of course i’ll win (of course i’ll win)
it’s a no fly zone, i’ll shoot that porsche you in (pop pop pop pop)
the cocaine white like porcelain (porcelain)
i swim in that p+ssy, no dorsal fin (dorsal fin)
i don’t know how to act (uh uh), i’m just a maniac
b+tches go crazy, i getting your granny wet (uh huh)
rappers too sweet, i’m so sick of this candy rap (aye)
sit the f+ck down, leave those hands in your f+nny pack (for real)
[chorus: cody manson]
you reap what you sow (you reap what you sow)
and you gon’ pay for all that sh+t that you did (all that sh+t that you did)
i am the monster (i am the monster)
hiding under your bed (bed)
i wait until you’re sleeping (sleeping)
then put two in your head (bop bop)
you don’t even know it (blaow)
but you’re already dead (dead)
you’re already dead
you don’t even know you’re already dead (dead)
put two in your head
’cause you don’t even know you’re already dead
(dead dead dead dead dead)

- cody manson lyrics

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