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do not resurrect - nuclear winter lyrics

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nuclear winter lyrics
[verse 1: ak3k]
when i break a b+tch, i never leave the evidence
sh+tting on you rappers, i don’t see n0body better than the gang be coming up
i k!ll them all for just for adrenaline
kicking in your door, i do not wait for you to lemme in, yeah
keep that .45 tucked by my gut
oh f+ck, imma come and dust a mothaf+cka up
i ain’t talkin just to talk because that sh+t ain’t adding up
right now i feel like giving up but do i really give a f+ck? yeah
imma soldier, keep my head low
grinding till i make it and i put that on my dead folks
surrender control of all the things that i can’t let go
feeling like the devil, i don’t see a f+cking halo, yeah
i pull with the f+cking choppa, lеt it bust
getting everything i want, got mе feeling like the one
if he really wanna problem, imma smoke him like a blunt
heard he talking out of pocket so i got to mitt them up, yeah
gimme all the racks, get back or get your skull cracked
taking what i want, you f+cked up, i’m next up
h+llhound milita, piped up, so guess what
k!ll a mothaf+cka, dump the body in the aqueduct
p+ssy talking all this sh+t but he won’t ever back it up
f+cking on ya shawty and i told her ass to back it up
saying you a goofy when we naked then we laugh it up
dropping off the bodies cause she love to see me rack ’em up
[verse 2: do not resurrect]
red beam, lead piece, holdup boy, don’t test me
holographic gleam on the sight, what a blessing
i be like a thief in the night while you resting
i remove the peace from your life, now you stressing
glockboi, don’t make me put the beam on it
hopping out the scatty pack, ain’t nothing but a thing homie
i keep circle very small, ain’t nothin less my team on it
chopper seem to chop them up, i let that f+cker ring, woadie
i could keep it old school, hold up imma c+ck back
thought a n+gga told you, roll up and i cop that
i be sipping soju, pour it, imma toss back
imma keep it loaded in my holy water bloodbath
all my n+ggas rolling, got them smoking on a opp pack
i be like a soldier when i’m loading up for combat
i need mental closure, i’m still open on the contract
i got flow pneumonia, i be cold it ain’t no contest
what a n+gga want, huh?! bullet through his spleen, hoe
watch a n+gga dump once, he can’t hit a thing though
all she want is tough love, i can’t feel a thing, hoe
i might cut him, and leave him rotting on the bottom of the sea floor



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