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lord infamous - cry lyrics

[verse 1: t-rock]
lord infamous hit me up and i’m back in here
so it’s the end for you niggas like an acronym
we roll deeper than my fans at a colosseum
niggas get buried and mortified in a mausoleum
feel the wrath of a nigga rapidly blastin’ ya
my scavengers will leave you leakin’ like a dirty cadaver
this is armagheddon, souls cry, it’s a m-ssacre
protect yo neck, i’m goin’ for the shit like i was dracula

[verse 2: ii tone]
i ain’t never liked to follow, so i always been a leader
learn to rock it up and (?) the block and stank my velveeta
lord down that i’m gone, what the f-ck you mean (?)
got a house full of guns, better pray for all yo sin
heart cold like a freezer cause my house hot as hell
shit, i’m doin’ what i’m doin’, give a f-ck about jail
everybody got a pound, that’s a roadtrip, better follow
if you cross black rain you’ll never see tomorrow

[verse 3: mac montese]
you know we show off so everytime i go off
i crack yo f-ckin’ head if you think that i’m a hoe dog
i’m with my road dogs, that’s ii tone and t-rock
and infamous be on some more shit, he likes to ball off
black rain take change away from all these d-mn lames
and if you wanna play games
we leave yo -ss with blood stains
you really wanna try, better be ready for homicide
i’m on a mission and get ya like i play them (?) suicide

[verse 4: slim money]
i ain’t scared, i ain’t scared, i’m a (?) scared
niggas claim to be real when they really doin’ (?)
it’s hard to be a angel when you surrounded by demons
niggas tryin’ to do me pain and knowin’ i’m a lyrical g*nius
call me … on this road trail blaze
catch me at the white house, outside the (?)
get a dose of my world rage, turn yo shit to a (?)
whole click murderous, you don’t wanna f-ck with us

[verse 5: big cheese]

[verse 6: lord infamous]
blay!
fill yo b-tch with this snow yo, pump her like some petrol
d-ck hard as (?), nympho on some techno
c-ke, snow, dope, blow, spear nose, pitch fork
volcanic, satanic, manic flow, overdose
trigger finger steroid flex b-tch, pressure vest
give a f-ck less, wild west with a smith & wess’
butcher with a hooker, give yo mammy some of that sugar
i’m the man they call the boogy, come to (?) full of booger sugar

- lord infamous lyrics

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