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madopelli - superstitious lyrics

[verse 1: m.a.d]
doors open up, bodies stacked to the ceiling top
room thirteen, gotta blame it for the feeling now
give vibes, smoke weed with the bellhop
no fee for the cleaning, smell like good pine
kick us out, they rat us and they mad again ’cause snuff sh+t
do yourself a favor, smoke vapors ’til combustion
livin’ on the road and promoters pick the first floor
give me twelve more and put me on the worst floor
thirteen under moon’s on a late night
pentagram floor, draw blood with a steak knife
it’s a ritual, ain’t n0body missin’ you
murder in between on the fourteen and one and two
hey, that’s my motherf+ckin’ level
better pray to the lord, but all you hear is devils
you can never leave, what you mean? this is home now
motel 666 from my hometown

[chorus: m.a.d & ant dog]
hey! on the thirteenth floor, all black cadillac, suicide doors
hey! on the thirteenth floor, stackin’ up bodies and we lookin’ for more
can you feel it? can you feel it? can you feel it like me?
they always called me, they always called me superstitious
[verse 2: ant dog]
doors open up, we on the thirteenth floor
first door to the right, snuff fl!ck on sight
see that dude hit it from the back and cut her head off
watch the blood run down her back, no need for the sawed+off
levitate headed down the way, i seen three dead b+tches and they wanted to play
they said come over here, k!ller, don’t be scared
necrophilia king about the maggots premier
broke ’em off, probably did the headless boogie
lookin’ in the mirror, bl++dy mary playin’ hooky
i’m a sucker for this sh+t, black cats runnin’ rituals
see the dead dance, blood moon, it’s incredible
stairway to heaven, push a ladder, bust your ass
very superstitious when the writing’s on the wall, fam
only the things that you don’t understand
it’s very superstitious, man, that’s a part of the plan
i say

[verse 3: mikahl lawless]
screech up in a stolen car, walk through the lobby
poured all the dead b+tches from the front
headed up to the thirteenth, opened the door
smashed all the mirrors, threw the glass on the floor
took off all my clothes, got me dancin’ with the dead
got ’em leaning in the glass as they givin’ me head
tap! tap! tap! goes the razor on the countertop
little white lines, we gonna take it to the top (yeah!)
by the smell of the za in the hallway
madopelli already got the party f+ckin’ hoppin’
three a.m., it’s off to the bar, deer blood got me howlin’ at the moon like a werewolf
team snuff, f+ck around and get your blood drained
when you on the thirteenth, b+tch, you gettin’ done, mane
i know some think it’s foul but i call it home
circle saw and axe, get your f+ckin’ dead body on (ayy!)
[chorus: m.a.d & ant dog]
hey! on the thirteenth floor, all black cadillac, suicide doors
hey! on the thirteenth floor, stackin’ up bodies and we lookin’ for more
can you feel it? can you feel it? can you feel it like me?
they always called me, they always called me superstitious

[outro: ant dog]
ayy! ayy! ayy! haha!

- madopelli lyrics

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