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dope d.o.d. - redrum, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
i k!lled paul allen with an axe in the face
his body is dissolving in a bathtub in…
redrum, redrum
redrum, redrum
redrum, redrum
redrum, redrum
redrum, redrum
redrum, redrum
aha, ayy, ayy
part two, motherf-ckers
redrum, redrum
redrum, murder!

[verse 1: ?]
watch out, right now, thunder, lightning
force of the frightening viking, striking (right then)
i travel to my shows on a bizon
march with the giants on the horizon
i’m in a trance, shotgun smiling
turn up the track, got my little bro driving
offroad, 4-by-4 with no license
looking for a person hiking (we might just)
i just drive off the cliff, freight of the piff
high suicide is the hypothesis
hi officers, i’m off the ships
stay where you are or i’ll dive off a bridge
i might not exist, please pinch me
it’s a thin line like a slice of the wrist
let’s switch it, i can do the same to you
if i live to be a wise old man
then this is what i’ll say to you

[hook]
all it ever took is one bullet
put your finger on the trigger boy, pull it
all it ever took is one bullet
put your finger on the trigger girl, pull it
all it ever took is one bullet
put your finger on the trigger, just pull it
all it ever took is one [?]
the redrum murder, next one

[verse 2: ?]
i made a pack [?]
and i’m like a f-ckin’ bloodhound
now it’s flesh i crave and you hear
gunsounds back in the bas-m-nt
you can hear the bones raddle
when you try to escape me but there’s
nowhere to go, no way back, never
stuck in a whole buffalo bill clever
head through the hole, guillotine, neck severed
a new rap era bringing you bad weather
the sunrays don’t shine on my quid
i reside in the darkness and pop outta scripts
and i ride with the dead, ’cause i die for this sh-t
now i’m fly like a ghost though as high as the sh-t
axe to the face, it’s a regular day
when i step in your way i’m gonna cut to the chase
twenty n-ggas get embraced, can’t pick up the pace
can’t pick up the pace? i start picking your grave
i start picking your brain and all your sh-t get erased
n-ggas try to debate but i’m still beatin’ the case
and when i’m beatin’ the case i’m back beatin’ your face
like a motherf-cking virus start eating [?]

[verse 3: snak the ripper]
yeah, you don’t like it but b-tch say i’m to die for
made of human flesh except my t-ts are f-cking cyborg
taking up the seat, the public saying it’s an -ssh0l-
i’m trying to rap, i’m trying to be a f-cking crime lord
from there where i’m coming they’ll go tell you i’m the truth
making money off [?] i developed [?]
you think i’m playing doggy, this ain’t f-cking fortnite
i’ll f-ck your mom on camera then upload it to a p-rn site
i think it’s obvious by now my sh-t is gross, wicked innermost
grab a knife and stick it in your [?]
i just pull the toaster out and hit ’em [?]
you should stay the f-ck away from me and listen to your folks
cut your f-cking tongue out if you ever try to trash talk
snak and d.o.d. like mixing lsd and crack rock
used to be the mascotte till i took the mask off
i don’t mean to yell but b-tch i wrote this [?]

- dope d o d lyrics

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