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doc gruesome – ignorant the serpentine lyrics

[intro: doc gruesome]
ayy! uhh!

[verse 1: doc gruesome]
step into the h+llfire, feel it all embrace me
still tagged all over my face, i’m not an angel
one shot fatal, two make it so you never move in the back of the room, a prop table
this sh+t like sable, cut above the cable box
hung myself with all the cords, breathe until the swinging stops
known to level opps, twisted metal rental drops
givin’ no f+ck, ’bout time that i get my props
i’m not normal but it’s f+ck them p+ssies anywhere
i f+cked up and fumbled gold t++th by my dinner plate
i’m a renegade, moving through the reno rate
out with the old, on the play, watch me demonstrate
eliminate anyone i see as obstacles
posted with my team, we can find you and we might chop your dome
b+tch time to f+ck with you, i come through and buck your tooth
b+tches always got a loud bark, sh+t’s uncomfortable
i’m untouchable, poppin’ pills like huxtable
sparkin’ up the f+ckin’ blunt and aiming through the reticle
gone another pedestal, something you can never reach
people in the masses gather round just to hear me preach
i’m the beast, got the mark in my third eye
skip the twenty questions, then shepherd ’em out the herd, bye
watch the bird die, the eye of the crow
the crow is hanging from my talisman, it will forever grow
smack the motherf+ckin’ taste out your mouth
beat down, still i f+ck around, ten toes down b+tch
let see what the f+ck you really ’bout, inbound heat seekers finna light up your town
switch sh+t the f+ck up, i’m on the come up, if i run up
you ain’t leavin’ with your f+ckin’ life and it’s a bummer
keep your car running this ain’t gonna take a minute
i’ma shoot him in his f+ckin’ head and then it’s back to business
any witness, they can catch a f+ckin’ clip too
run up on you after you dead and i’ma stick you
lockjaw pitbull, glocks for the pistols
locks on the ends of the chain, my dogs sic you
doggone b+tch, you get sonned real quick
doggone shih tzus ’bout to f+ckin’ get bit
and i ain’t f+ckin’ with you p+ssies, not a little bit
scared of the serpentine, you don’t know what venom is
let me take you p+ssy, i can show you h+ll
but you won’t understand if all your hopes don’t fall down a well
notches on the belt as i collect with no help
souls of the helpless, unnecessary wealth
and i lay down on a bed made of thumbtacks
with two pistols bang bang like i’m cactus jack
i ransacked your whole place where you stay at
while smoking blunts, ash dropping on your pet cat
b+tch get clapped, b+tch hollow through your face tat
get back b+tch or get f+ckin’ laid back yeah

- doc gruesome lyrics

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