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omerta (us) - cidephile lyrics

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i don’t give a f#ck if it’s wrong or not
this sh#t is second nature, there’s no afterthought
i’ll unload the f#cking glock ’til the chamber’s hot
it’s just the way that i am, this sh#t cannot be taught

i’m about to pull up
put them guns up
i’m always talking that sh#t so what’s up
i’m here now, b#tch, i don’t just front
you p#ssy boys got me f#cked up
i’m gonna drop top
let the gun pop
watching bodies flop
watch these mother f#ckers dance like hopscotch
i’m dropping hoes, death exposed, lock, reload, motherf#cker
and imma do it all again

i don’t really need a reason to k!ll
i just enjoy to watch the blood spill
it makes my d#ck hard and gives me a thrill
watch the bodies pile into a landfill
my job is done so gimme the bill
cut the bullsh#t, this ain’t no f#cking drill
when it comes to me, you know what’s the deal
i ain’t no b#tch, you know i’m forreal

came up in this b#tch
watch ’em scatter
they be like “oh no!”
f#ckin’ wit me
it’s an action fl!ck
send your soul to meet the ozone
since the womb, i have been sick
my flow dope as oxycodone
since the womb, you been a b#tch
that sh#t might be hard to swallow

young n#gga wit a temper
i might switch up like a 6 speed
hash been on a k!llstreak
pray for bloodshed on my enemies
tommy dreamer in a tlc
every man for himself, so i’m preying on these fake emcees
pc punks, they gon’ suffer slow, i want all the beef

all hate
no love
your face
i’ll f#ck
cidephile

no glove
more blood
your pain
my l#st
cidephile

cidephile
you get me high
credits

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