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faceless 1-7 - phonk fucker lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yah, ay, yah, yah

[verse 1]
i don’t give a f+ck
run it run it with the cut
what the what the f+ck is up
i got cocaine in my blood
dealer dealer with the rust
you don’t you don’t f+ck with us
rebock rebocks turn to dust
that’s from kicking through the mud
b+tch i’m hollow with the tip squad
run up on a b+tch thought
k!ller getting p+ssed off
blood is all i taste (yah, yah, yah, yah)
you gone pay the tick dog
fore we run yo whip cops
all up on my d+ck f+ck
12 an f+ck a case
keep the f+cking
keep the curtains closed
like the dead of night (like the dead of night)
keep on hurting hoes
doesn’t matter right (doesn’t matter right)
b+tch i got no foes
know it’s k!ll on sight (yah, yah)
let me decompose
i just wanna die take my life
[verse 2]
stutter stepping over death
in cooling with the clique
omens said it for the record
i be in this sh+t
i cut too the tension all detention
busting for a fix
if you knew we with the weapon
why you out here throwing hits
bust his head there’s no forgetting
never with the feta
i’m a send em armageddon
with the chrome berretta
no omission, you be ditching
double up yo risk
i be kicking in the kitchen
cooking with the whisk
ditch n ditch unna
i’m a waste unna, case runner
fl!ck the wrist stunner
get the state on her, caged unna
bust a b+tch donut
with the glaze on her, face cummer
stab the rich
they ain’t never paid summer days unna
no one with static
i ain’t plan on getting better
kick it with the average
you ain’t make it through the weather
they be on mentions
on my breath n i don’t give a sh+t
face me in the street
best tell your friends
they gotta dig a pit

- faceless 1 7 lyrics

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