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grimbolde - abattoir lyrics

grim:
judicial sacrificial with a blade keep it crystal diamonds on my t++th gonna keep my optics off the ego dropped the pistol down the street racing waves like the beach i make no money keep it weak kosher food in my dish kosher b+tches in my crib i keep my knife on my shin i keep on watch like my kin with my axe i let em in hit them up like nagasaki blow a b+tch like timmy tommy blood on my jean’s from the weak that i k!lled blood on my t++th from the meat that i spilt. left my axe in your head
you a fed now you dead like i said
b+tch my name is grimbolde
and i got gold on my pistol
keep that sh+t sacrificial
shoot a b+tch with missile
newname exclusive
everybody gotta know
what i’m talking bout here
snakes holding on my chain
like i’m a deer leeches in my face
cut them off from the brain
i’ll leave a fake in pain

planta:
ill make an incision to open ya stomach, im not addin no spices, raw organs i love it
blood on my hands from tearing your skin i rip out your guts man i eat from within
better be cautious boy watch where you go
make a wrong turn b+tch you’ll never go home
i make so much money off the organization im reusing your skull for the plaque that im makin
i own a meat shop i sell lotsa bacon
its a fans favourite dont wanna know what its made with
n its not just my pork, its the steak and the veal, when i said it was man made i was being for real
this not even a one star joint, and you thought i was sellin real kobe? you can’t be for real
this meat so flesh like road k!ll, this flesh so fine like wagyu beef, i spice it up with the blood from my feed, man i dice him up like sum ham and sum cheese
get lost in the woods, hear the crunch from your knees, i keep findin more people but the cops won’t find me

- grimbolde lyrics

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