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m.i.k.3 - the dead kings lyrics

[m.i.k.3 verse]
f-ck a psycho b-tch
k!ll a snitch
still a head twitch
bang a witch
throw your body in a ditch
f-ck a lich
lies get you rich
talking sh-t
watch your head get split
watch your body rip
watching girls slit
better quit
i’m a hit
you f-ckers got no d-ck
i’ma bang your chick
god d-mn she thick
put your head through a pick
or smash it with a brick
zombie k!ller call me rick
fire is what i spit

[t.r.3 verse]
i’m a king got guap yeah you know it
one glock two shots now your floating
gotta mop don’t stop sending shots on yo block
given c-ck to your b-tch leave ya
boy in a ditch he a snitch he gone switch
when my knife ti his neck given threats
he a wreak sweat marks on his vest don’t test
i’m fail that’s a bet i’m a vet he upset
wanting help not talking from my hand on his neck
i’m done with this b-tch throw his body in a ditch
now his boys all p-ssed call my phone talkin sh-t
but it’s access denied so i swatted they sh-t
but it’s access denied so i swatted they sh-t

[pyrxciter verse]
i’m getting this feeling i’m fighting the urge to k!ll humans and i don’t know why
bodies in dirt with bites on their necks and drained from the blood maggots subside
won’t be talking now when your head and your neck and also your up torso divide

should i feed upon thy enemy, no it’s not safe don’t hang around me
please don’t bleed around me i’m hungry, i strike in the night when you can’t see
should i feed upon thy enemy, no it’s not safe don’t hang around me
please don’t bleed around me i’m hungry, i strike in the night when you can’t see
should i feed upon thy enemy, no it’s not safe don’t hang around me
please don’t bleed around me i’m hungry, i strike in the night when you can’t see

[dkoolpharaoh verse]
increase of heart rate
stay ducking from jakes
stress all in my face
bands still in the case
sh-ll scatterd at place
the bodied got graced
dispare on there face
one glimpse at my traits
stuffed barrel at guts
put down the two ruts
jugged all what they had
i stuffed sh-t in the bag
broke window with steam
hotwired there beam
two lights with gleam
shine bright with a ring
the cops in the scene
the peddle was floored
looked up like where’s lord
a copter above
we skirt at the light
hop out of the whip
like batman at night
we slither like snakes
in my mind its like f-ck a trial
squeeze the trigger
metal digger
rip his guts like shredder
ninja turtle i’ll break your sh-ll
watch the n-gga drop on the floor and quiver
your a foe i’ma fean
ain’t no team you’ll
you’ll still be dinner
mortis next
making checks
breaking necks
with bars like hitters

- m i k 3 lyrics

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