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reel wolf - bodies in the trunk lyrics

[verse 1: veeko caine]
about to go where no spitter’s gone
veeko ready, don’t need a gun
big machete right through your lung
swipe the evidence, then i’m gone
anybody want to f+ck around and test me
knock you to the ground and you can’t contest me
i don’t think you’re real and you won’t impress me
runnin’ from the law but they can’t arrest me
i spit it with venomous lyrics, with mad precision, listen
my circle is infamous puttin’ you out of commission, wishin’
i’m in your crib tearin’ it up, livin’ it up, drinkin’ it up
smokin’ it up, a reel wolf howl at night
light the sky with a tracer round, punks gonna hit the ground
frown when i come around, them clowns, gonna clap ’em loud
want a problema? you want to be rough, veeko caine con la llama te quema
wearin’ bandanas don’t make you a dog, it increases your chance for dilemmas

[chorus]
bodies in the trunk! bodies in the trunk!
bodies in the trunk! we don’t give a what!
bodies in the trunk! we don’t give a f+ck!
treat me like a punk, you end up in my trunk

[verse 2: mersinary]
i’m calculated when it comes to murder
shake your hand and shoot you with a burner
drop some poison inside your drink
here’s a natural talent, i ain’t got to think
got a blade in my hand and i’m ready to k!ll
got pickup trucks, some more bodies to fill
on a haunted hill like cypress hill
i’m out for thrills, i’m poppin’ pills
little bit of gasoline left the body torched
lookin’ like paul walker when he crashed his porsche
leavin’ no witnesses, xing out the source
one word i don’t understand is remorse
hangin’ heads from a ceiling like a chandelier
see the devil every time i look in the mirror
to the man upstairs, go f+ck yourself
life been too hard, i ain’t get no help
so i take my anger out on the ignorance
i’m hoggin’ all the stash just to pay the rent
when they at high park it’s the main event
purge a victim with a bullsh+t alias
pleading for his life, seeing what i’m aiming with
on some crazy sh+t like norman bates
givin’ work to the cops so why the hate?
don’t be mad at god ’cause i decide your fate
[chorus]
bodies in the trunk! bodies in the trunk!
bodies in the trunk! we don’t give a what!
bodies in the trunk! we don’t give a f+ck!
treat me like a punk, you end up in my trunk

[verse 3: seen b]
i’m a k!ller, don’t get the wrong impression
quit to buck it down with the smith & wesson
bodies in the town so i keep ’em guessin’
pullin’ up the pound, have them ingestin’
spit a couple rounds so you learn your lesson
i don’t give a f+ck, this my profession
paint over the blood from a murder session
chop your body up so there ain’t no question
no arrest when i perform hits
it’s a reel wolf pack and we swarm sh+t
come through equipped like desert storm sh+t
leaving people in despair, they mourning
united like children of the corn sh+t
dirty white affiliates and we bombin’
put you underground just like saddam with
four hooligans with tools and shovels
burn you at the stake so your body bubbles
turn away and walk, you don’t want no trouble
we respond to threats and it’s on the double
hit you in the chest when it’s time to rumble
pick you out my t++th like a pot of gumbo
spit you on the street then i walk and stumble
sodom and gomorrah, i watch you crumble
the seven+headed beast, i stalk the jungle
[chorus]
bodies in the trunk! bodies in the trunk!
bodies in the trunk! we don’t give a what!
bodies in the trunk! we don’t give a f+ck!
treat me like a punk, you end up in my trunk

- reel wolf lyrics

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