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scum (usa) - curbside lyrics

[intro: scum]
hey, hey, hey, hey

[verse 1: scum]
i’m droppin’ off your body like i’m picking up my food (food)
both be in the bag curbside in this b+tch when
found they h+lla bl++dy, missing limbs, and in the nude (nude)
in the black trash bag curbside when i ditched them
take another black trash bag to the curb (hey)
leaking as i drag h+lla red to disturb (way)
neighbors looking on thinking of what they can do (ooh)
better look away, i’m taking a dump in one too (b+tch!)
you don’t want to end up in my tub and the arms and your head detached (b+tch!)
you don’t want to run up out that club all alone or you gon’ get sn+tched
(b+tch!)
never seen again never heard from too like a one motherf+ck we signed
that decided to stab us in the back he belongs in that bag of mine (b+tch!)

[chorus: scum]
you don’t get a casket, you don’t get a he+rs+
put you in the bag and leave the bag on the curb yo
dumpin’ out the back seat ’til that barrel burst
put ’em in the bag and leave the bag on the curb so
motherf+ckers told that if they disrespect the l
we put ’em in the bag and leave the bag on the curb
no mercy for the opps them dirty cops expect to tell
we put ’em in the bag and leave the bag on the curb ho
[verse 2: darby o’trill]
chop there goes the leg, yeah, chop there goes the arm
now you’re just another bag full of guts in my yard
you are talking all that tough talk thinking you are hard
’til i cut your f+cking lips off and put them in a jar
first i drain the blood out of a child in my bathtub
then i carefully dissect him, bag him up, and drag him through the mud
you used to be a living breathing human now you’re dead as f+ck
sitting on a curbside awaiting a dump truck
circle saw and axe hanging off of the chain
reflecting me currently turning your body into a stain
you don’t get a casket, an urn, or a he+rs+
a plastic bag on the curb is even more than you deserve b+tch

[verse 3: cody manson]
i crept up to this b+tch house, i came to get my rocks off
she gave me sloppy toppy, didn’t stop ’til she got lockjaw
she love it when i f+ck her from the back and knock her socks off
hit her with my bl!cky, yeah, i knocked her bl!ckin’ block off
her boyfriend pulled in the front yard, i told her not to talk
snuck out the back door around the house and this is what i saw
pistol in his hand getting out of the car i knocked him off
hit him with a cinderblock his noggin’s leaking hot sauce
the b+tch start trippin’, screamin’, had to shut her up
hit her with the same cinderblock, the bodies doubled up
dragged them to the back, working fast, i had to cut ’em up
left ’em on the curb in trash bags for the garbage truck
[chorus: scum]
you don’t get a casket, you don’t get a he+rs+
put you in the bag and leave the bag on the curb yo
dumpin’ out the back seat ’til that barrel burst
put ’em in the bag and leave the bag on the curb so
motherf+ckers told that if they disrespect the l
we put ’em in the bag and leave the bag on the curb
no mercy for the opps them dirty cops expect to tell
we put ’em in the bag and leave the bag on the curb ho

- scum usa lyrics

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