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revie jamton - mpd lyrics

rev sh+t until they p+ss upon my grave
if you’re f+cking with my pay, imma hit you with a fade
haircut with the bullet graze
hang me high as f+ck
even passed away you can see the grin upon my face
but until then imma pass away
even brain blast ya sh+t
cuz you think i gave a f+ck today
aye aye
nothing less than a heathen, maybe death will make us even
nothing more than the dirt he under
you can hear him screaming

possibly the worst thing to ever happen to ya
i’m sorry imma freak but that’s the way i’ll have to do ya
i’m crazy in the sheets the doctor said she needs to take another look and lets me reach the doors inside her laboratory
f+ck all the sad story i’m glad the morning comes after the night
i’m staying up, cuz i don’t wanna die
f+ck with me like gasoline is dripping from my veins
imma smoke some suicide packs, take it to the brain
then my whole body cuz i’m spitting flames
dead is passed like pass away but that means i’ve passed along to the other side
hunnid6ixs till i die, hunnid6ixs f+cking slide, guy
make your family cry
holy lungs no breath for goodbye
f+ck the sober sh+t pass me the toxic
till it makes me sick
flames in every cup, gasoline got me lit
but who really gives a f+ck
only f+ck i give is jacking while i’m noosed up
yeah that 6ix is really sick
triple that and toss a brick, b+tch
i be k!lling sh+t like jack the ripper, jeffrey dahmer, harold shipman, b+tch
only difference is they never caught me
i be walking with my head up cuz you try me and your life is gone
no revive dead body gone cuz i won’t leave no trace or bones
who wanna be next, don’t think i’m scared of death threats
imma gun you down running, imma overk!ll something
i got f+cking rubber bands full new blue hunnids

if i’m sick of you, drop $10k on you like the next hot banger bumping
on the internet slumping till they replay something
yeah i’m not mad
you been dissing from a distance cuz my scope got range and that barrel gets to spitting
now we smoking lead pack cuz your body’s still missing
now they looking on the lake, tell them dummies get the fishing now they missing pieces and some evidence and now the feds are coming quick

say it with your chest
plate
rest in p+ss
some demons gave me neck
lame
i envy death
i’m running from the feds
d+mn
we run amok
i need a roll of flex tape to keep them quiet
god said chill out, jokes on you my will is free
real steel bring my drill out cuz my screws are loosening
sick s+d+stic script in bed cuz she said she can handle me
then i flip a script of meds because she crazy just like me
harleen quinzel f+ck with me then burn in h+ll
drugs and sh+t, that burning smell
dead bodies in f+cking hail
i’m sorry you f+cking failed
sick f+ck hang up two nails
lord revie was born to hail, born to hail

- revie jamton lyrics

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