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ouija macc - la cienega lyrics

[intro]
devereaux
“let’s go”

[verse 1]
eeny, meeny, miny, little [?] sippin’ gutter water
[?] might be hard, but you sucker there’s some cookie batter
if i get to poppin’ any harder, need a body double
f+ckin’ on yo mama, mother f+cker, i’m a mother f+cker
say you make it rain, but i don’t even hear a pitter patter
you gon’ end up somewhere with a hatchet hangin’ out your bladder
talkin’ h+lly sh+t, but when you leakin’ it don’t really matter
p+ssy little kid, you need to find somewhere to play
[?] talk about the money, but you never really makin’ nothin’
rappin’ h+lla fast but half the time you never sayin’ nothin’
chop ’em to pieces and put the ice in my [?]
i got the stripe like adidas and you ain’t gotta believe us
don’t even bother with glasses ’cause you ain’t never gon’ see us
they don’t wanna see a juggalo up in [?]
i gon’ whippin’ in the telsa when i’m swingin’ down la cienega
itty bitty k!lla, and you know i’m gettin’ [?] skrilla
plus my shawty sassy, there’s some motherf+ckin’ sarsaparilla
if you really wanted this, whatever, p+ssy mother f+cker
talkin’ ’bout the devil, you ain’t ready for that mother f+cker
if you really wanted this, whatever, p+ssy mother f+cker
talkin’ ’bout the hatchet, you ain’t ready for that mother f+cker
[chorus]
chop (chop) down (down)
hatchet in your noggin is exactly where you headed, sucker
chop (hold up) down (chop down)
think this sh+t is gravy ’til i run up on your ass and you get
chop (chop) down (down)
talkin’ ’bout the hatchet, you ain’t ready for that mother f+cker
chop (hold up) down
find a way to bury you and p+ss upon that mother f+cker

[post+chorus]
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the sky is falling
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the wind is calling

[bridge]
“gather the elements. the time is upon us.”
you don’t wanna see (nah nah, nah)
the reaction, chopped to fractions
you no longer breathe (nah nah, nah)
drop the ashes in molasses
you don’t wanna see (nah nah, nah)
the reaction, (you don’t) chopped to fractions
you no longer breathe (nah nah, nah)
drop the ashes in molasses
[chorus]
chop (chop) down (down)
hatchet in your noggin is exactly where you headed, sucker
chop (hold up) down (chop down)
think this sh+t is gravy ’til i run up on your ass and you get
chop (chop) down (down)
talkin’ ’bout the hatchet, you ain’t ready for that mother f+cker
chop (hold up) down
find a way to bury you and p+ss upon that mother f+cker

[post+chorus]
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the sky is falling
you must die, you too must die
yes, you must die, the wind is calling

[outro]
“it shall all cross over soon.”
chapter 17

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