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dope d.o.d. - brutality lyrics

[jay reaper]:
i can run into a brickwall and burst that sh-t open
the brickwall exploding, i’m smoking
i could start choking myself and not croak then
i once had an overdose c0ke, i’m still rolling
losing my sh-t
we boozed, now we cruising, the crew’s in a whip
and we jumped the first dude on some lucifer sh-t (so what he did)
so he tried to use a crucifix, i stripped his flesh, abused his b-tch (ohh)
the b-tch had beautiful t-ts
i slit that wrist then p-ssed her to skits (h-llo)
see we way p-ssed packing a clip
i’m a p-ssionate d-ck, start stabbing your cl-t
a motherf-cking hazardous pr-ck
and i laugh like the pastor harrasing them kids
see we back in the bussines
so bad its balistic
your limbs and your back look badly constricted!

[hook]:
kick, punch, rip, stab!
grip, crush, hit, grab!
bloodrush, limbs crack!
thats a brutality!

grip, crush, hit, grab!
kick, punch, rip, stab!
cut guts, chin smashed!
thats a brutality…

[dopey rotten]:
step in to the cage and test my warrior mentality
no casualties multiple fatalities
i’m battling myself multiple personalities
if you in the way it’s just a minor technicality
f-ck ya nationality, you lack originality
no eventualities your end is a certainly
k!lling my specialty, your not special see
these grimey inner city folks yeah we got the recipe
see us as an enemy we’ll slaughter your family
i never even heard of human rights and humanity
plan moves tactically, do the job happily
it’s another tragedy that happened randomly
you want a quick death?
jump off the balcony
my twisted fantasy causes agony
this k!ller instinct it comes naturally
now come and step up and then witness brutality

[hook]

[skits vicious]:
beavis b-tts heads with a metal skull
i got claws, no hands each finger is a tentacle
my weapon is a wrecking ball
the way enemy’s splatter is a spectacle
with the rats i crawl as i tag the wall
guess i’m gonna win the tournament after all…
above a spike pit we stand on polls
a sucka might slip and his -ss will fall
(now…) some call me a cannibal
guess the jokes on you, but it sure ain’t practical
my warfare is tactical
i reach through ya chest with a force that grabs your soul
i stare at a m-ssive hole
as you collapse to the floor like a rag doll
my eye’s melt your remains with a laser beam!
as i look up at the sky in a rage i scream:
brutality!

- dope d o d lyrics

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