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cursed - back from tha dead lyrics

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runnin’ high, leave some resin
k!llin’ them off, i keep them guessin’
murder them all and teach a lesson
grab a clip, a smith and wesson
every k!ll, i count my blessin
all the lames, i keep on pressin
bullet holes, ain’t no testin
bring the pain, no confession
out the motherf-ckin cut
grind your bones into a blunt
load a clip
pull the hammer
feel the motherf-ckin thump
10-4
b-tch k!lla never trippin on the hunt
smoke up all up in the hut
doomshop dont give a f-ck
your all outta luck
hid your body in the trunk
got this 9 f-ckin tucked
never runnin outta luck
been ready since the jump
drown in fire, locked in cuffs
mandatory overk!ll
death ain’t enough

so im back from the dead
motherf-ckers takin led
thought i said that im comin out
for your f-ckin head
chains and body parts
locked up
in my wooden shed
lay you out
with a gat
now your motherf-ckin dead
im a murderer thats comin out at night
talkin sh-t but too scared to fight
headshot through a scope, in my sights
at my prime, at the height
f-ck a b-tch
im all good, im aight
got my game and my blunt super tight
smoke out feeling high
to the grave
roll away
say goodbye
all you hoes talking sh-t
gotta die, on this earth
been cursed, since the motherf-ckin birth
dont be mad, dont be hurt
bullet holes through ya shirt
six feet deep in the dirt
doin motherf-ckin work
while you b-tches go to church
on the net, you can lurk
face to face, youll get murked
you ain’t strapped, using nerf
drown in blood, gotta surf
face the death you deserve



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