ozzy spears – full moon rising lyrics
[verse 1]
now i’mma cop a glock
to pick off another cop prolly dying ’cause
another young thug thuggin with a pistol
having low level of the prominence who likes to do the rubout
prolificly k!llin opp’s, now give me some oxycodin
need to get lost in drugs
i got no talent cause i’m playin with a krueger’s claws on the piano
i like to keep that high notes by some weed blow sometimes
cursed from day i k!lled that cats
i’m undead, hoe
living in the underground, sippin only chemicals
eating ya’ll daughters hearts and makin ’em wet before period
i’m too superior for regular k!llaz (-ring ring-)
(dime? “i’ll getty with your mogile, bruh”)
nada, i’m still eating sh-t
goin’ in a guagua to the shop
gonna hang you on a liga
i don’t need no line
throw your hands on me, i’m buggin’ on a street
ya’ll not my b’s, ya’ll sus and grimeys
(i’m lone for life, i’m lone for ya’ll)
i k!lled all snuffin ’em to death
i knew the ripper
i did much bad, i did that sh-t
sometimes i’m wylin’
stop fronting junkie, you woulda thought i’ll let you out of here
you dumb, thristy grilling at the whips, flexin’ on a sh-t
you ain’t got ya, b-tch
[outro]
i was born to k!ll ya’ll, mothaf-ckas
i did much weird sh-t
but im still here, snuffin sh-t, ain’t playin, b-tch
you trippin, motherf-cker
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