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mort - spots lyrics

[verse 1: tunnel house]
sick in the face
can’t lift your own weight
fatigue speed quick to the brain
like a shock wave

i only wanted to win a f+cking fight
but this guy is cold as ice
and this sh+t just don’t feel right, yeah (gas)

mouth like a shotgun
shooting bullet t++th
lethal speech, almost long gone

did you have a family?
i hope not
they’ll be really f+cking mad at me

copy the mass murderer (say something, say something)
“tunnel house?”
who’s that? never heard of her
bricks and a ditch are necessary when you unhitch that b+tch
let ’em sink to the bottom+
fingerprints? i don’t got ’em
i can explain
burnt off in a firework еxperiment officer!
“that’s awеsome!”
[verse 2: mort]
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i’ve been looking at menus ‘n’ sh+t and bein’ like
what the fu+

mi+ mi+ mi+ mi+
mind of iron heart of clay
aim be steady, flacon heavy, send my soul to outer sp+ce okay like
+do you believe in fate
you believe in fifty states
i’ll be hiding never find me at the bottom of the lake

i got worldstar money i just f+ck it up
i got big boys on me i just run it up
i’m on rekt threads, cut my head clean off
i’m missing molars, this a dentist song

i think my eyes just rot
should have never fought this f+cker
guess i’m out of luck
my limbs are soggy
b+tch i’m waterlogged
this is not pog
i need a london fog
choke on a c+ck
don’t wear gucci cause i’m not a fob
dwayne the dwayne the dwayne the dwayne the dwayne the
see the light (rock johnson)
red on red the fire rise (rock johnson)
the blankest mind (rock johnson)
one with nothing f+ck your pride (rock johnson)

see the light
red on red the fire rise
the blankest mind
one with nothing f+ck your pride

[verse 3: a rat problem]
empty the clip until it
cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck
telling morrisey to
suck my f+cking d+ck d+ck d+ck d+ck
that b+tch down here with me too
got him… f+ck wait

he’s not dead yet
i’m upset yeah
i just want you
here in my room
that’s a promise
that’s a threat yeah
i just know that you’ll be
down with me soon oh
ayy ayy ayy, stackin’
bodies in your bas+m+nt
i can see you through the
walls like x+ray sh+t
there’s a
piece of you i want
i won’t stop until i got it, yuh

ice cold, eyes hot
imma’na assume you’re not
ok, i fold
b+tch no, f+ck you thought
i lock that door
never get away from me
i own your soul
for eternity

[outro: mort, a rat problem]
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