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doc gruesome & odprophet - wvke up!!! lyrics

[intro]
a year ago this exclusive rancho santa fe mansion was transformed into a macabre mortuary. thirty+nine bodies, all dressed in ritualistic fashion were found inside

[chorus]
this life’s a mess, we still dressed to impress
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
barrel on my chin, head is a (+gun shot+)
wake up b+tches, k!ll a motherf+cker
smoke a blunt, worth a milli i’ve been feelin’ like
truth to god, ayy, there’s a place where the barrel go
blow your brains out, there’s much hate for scenarios

[verse 1: odprophet]
pop! pop! pop! woke up, had to roll out of bed again
and cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, bang! ’til my head is missing
no love in my soul, got the devil in him
sickness in this brain, sh+t is parasitic
death entities, odprophet centipede
doc gruesome, head body morgue walking energy
praying at the altar with the vodka in the centerpiece
breathing life into the dead and never to our enemies
it’s the king in yellow when he roll around with ghetto jesus
keep the bibles in a pool of blood, b+tch, what do you believe in?
me and doc dressed to impress because it’s the season
shoot somebody right between the eyes for no f+ckin’ reason
[chorus]
this life’s a mess, we still dressed to impress
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
glock in my hand, vest on my chest
barrel on my chin, head is a (+gun shot+)
wake up b+tches, k!ll a motherf+cker
smoke a blunt, worth a milli i’ve been feelin’ like
truth to god, ayy, there’s a place where the barrel go
blow your brains out, there’s much hate for scenarios

[verse 2: doc gruesome]
wake up! silverback to a c+nt, uhh
lace up, keep some rocks in my chucks, uhh
nine milli on my waist, keep it tucked
cerberus on my vest, stupid p+ssy, know what’s up
i done tried to k!ll myself a million times as i fly
i keep f+ckin’ wakin’ up even after i hear (+gun shot+)
i’m a f+ckin’ waste, get the f+ck up out my face
keep a swisher rolled up, use a glock to paint my f+ckin’ place
my girl found me, i ain’t want to do it to her
but i’m really f+ckin’ selfish, toss my body in a sewer, b+tch
i am filth, no more better than manure
walk around the f+ckin’ block, pop a perp with a ruger

- doc gruesome odprophet lyrics

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