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razakel – dead girlz lyrics

[intro: razakel]
i+i look a little high
yeah, what’s up sl+ts (sup sl+ts)
ha (ha), skr, kyd, it’s lsp
we back at it again (it again)
peaking b+tches (b+tches)

[verse 1: razakel]
coming fresh out the coffin, dox a dead girl
my skin decays and rots
dead girlz do it better, we got no remorse
no sympathy for the weak, we murdering all them wh0res
of course, this be the queen b+tch of everything
with lyssa cer and smallz one, terminating through your screams
i’ll leave you bleeding like a manson victim
more wicked than that b+tch pretending to be a demon
let me tally up the score, three to nothing
you classless hoes don’t have the b+lls to confront me
you abercrombie b+tches ain’t wicked for a second
go suck some more clown d+ck for some fame and attention
not to mention, you ain’t smoking weed like i do
you’re a hippy with a gimmick and a bad attitude
i wanna meet you face+to+face
this dead girl will put some preppy sk+nk b+tches right in they place
[chorus 1: razakel]
the dead girlz do the k!lling
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz do the k!lling
yo what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz do the k!lling
yo what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz do the k!lling
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz, yeah
the dead girlz do the k!lling, ha

[verse 2: lyssa cer]
stalking through the underground like a car in a drive+by
taking out fake sl+ts who wanna try to make it
slamming on the brakes to that sh+t, b+tches
i’m a real emcee, as anyone who knows me
i write my own lyrics, i lay my own tracks
all you’re good for is stealing vocals and your tail that’s on your back
i’m a real dead b+tch, you’re just a maggot on my ass
a parasite with d+ck breath, b+tch you pried this past
i wish someone would throw you in the sea
weigh you down with cement so we wouldn’t have to hear your sh+tty half+singing, half+rapping noise
rather k!ll myself than be the first lady of that sh+t
f+ck an axe
and by the way, rupaul’s more of a lady morgan
[chorus 2: razakel]
the dead girlz do the k!lling
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz do the k!lling
yo what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz do the k!lling
and my man’s what’s up? (the dead girlz)
my milfs what’s up? the dead girlz
the type girls, what’s up? the dead girlz
the dead girlz do the k!lling
apostles, what’s up? the dead girlz
kyp, what’s up? the dead girlz
skr, what’s up? the dead girlz
the dead girlz do the k!lling

[verse 3: smallz one]
take two on these b+tches spitting garbage, what the f+ck
it’s lyssa cer, razakel, and smallz one showing you what the f+ck is up
amateur sl+ts keep on popping up every day
too bad they sucking d+ck so much you can’t hear sh+t that they say
if you did you’d come to know that they don’t write their own sh+t
i feel bad for these b+tches, but that mean’s my sh+t’s legit
if i stole somebody’s vocals, b+tch i bet you’d love me too
if i sold my tw+t for lyrics, sh+t, i’d bet you’d f+ck me too
dead girlz do not associate with c+nts like you
dead girlz roll up in shows and wanna f+cking fight you
you’re a fool in this sh+t and you keep wasting your time
it’s like you gotta be reminded, so just hit rewind
it’s the second time around, time for you to bow down
[chorus 3: razakel]
the dead girlz do the k!lling
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz
what’s up? the dead girlz do the k!lling
yo what’s up? the dead girlz
we back, the dead girlz
we back, the dead girlz do the k!lling
yo what’s up? the dead girlz
b+tch what’s up? the dead girlz
motherf+cker what’s up? the dead girlz
the dead girlz do the k!lling
and tell them we back
the dead girlz, ’cause we back
the dead girlz, it’s a wrap
the dead girlz do the k!lling

[outro: razakel]
the dead girlz do the k!lling
the dead girlz do the k!lling
the dead girlz, the dead girlz

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