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scum (usa) - is this real? lyrics

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[intro: (backmasked)]
this isn’t a trap, you got on my track and people won’t stop till i snap
i’m ready to snap, flip out on her back, and i pull out a strap

[verse 1: scum]
all these motherf+ckers asking what the f+ck is really up
does that really mean i hate you with my middle fingers up?
did i really rape your mom? oh wait my lyrics say i did
when i stuck my fist inside her, did that hooker really bleed?
motherf+ckers acting stupid, check my trunk to find a corpse
what if they will find one there, all chopped up with no remorse?
i begin to call the police, well it just might be too late
’cause i might just sneak up on ’em and increase the murder rate
in my city there’s no, pity motherf+ckers turn up dead
come to denver and we’ll greet you with a bullet to the head
take your wallet, take yo endo, put you in the body bag
since your face was lost, attach it on your door, we put it there
had some numbers on the toe tag, 3+0+3 and 4+1+2
now your loved ones know who did it, what the f+ck they gonna do?
4+1+2 means denver lowlife, 3+0+3 is where you died
i won’t hide, you know we k!lled ’em so you b+tches better hide
[chorus: scum]
get shot when you diss the d and 3+0+3
get shot when you disrespect and question me
get shot when you got the sh+t that i ain’t got
get shot when you cross my path you’re bound to rot
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? ’cause this sh+t is real

[verse 2: scum]
murder me and motherf+cker just for fun without no cause
feeling that my mellow high turns into an overdose
i suppose that it be from k!lling that adrenaline must flow
smoke some dope, relax and take it, clean the blood up, time to go
colorado evil creeping with my people by my side
murder, i just wanna murder, no remorse so hide inside
homicide is bound to happen, someone won’t survive through this
c+ck the glock, roll down the window and i doubt i’ll f+cking miss
pregnant b+tch, rip out her fetus upside down and crucify her
doctor scum, abortion service, pop your fade just like a tire
gag her, tie her, put the glove on, stick my fist right in her c+nt
take a shot, i’m ’bout to split her like a motherf+cking blunt
sh+t is sick, it’ll make you wonder whether i should be confined
different sides of scum the lowlife every time you’re gonna find
step inside my mind and hear it call for your untimely death
i won’t stop until you’re murdered, till you take your final breath
[chorus: scum]
get shot when you diss the d and 3+0+3
get shot when you disrespect and question me
get shot when you got the sh+t that i ain’t got
get shot when you cross my path you’re bound to rot
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? ’cause this sh+t is real

[verse 3: scum]
wrap a wire around that fetus, pull it, twist it, rip it out
b+tch don’t shout ’cause i will gag your baby, that’s without a doubt
should’ve took the pill when needed, shoulda had you too, b+tch die
now don’t hide, i catch you slipping, stick a hanger deep inside
rusted wire i am shoving in your p+ssy as you scream
cream my pants from all the action, this is like a twisted dream
don’t be stressing while undressing, you don’t have an option b+tch
learn your lesson, smith and wesson gonna put you in a ditch
k!ll the baby, k!ll the mama, scum is the abortion whizz
don’t get pregnant or i’ll tame you, ’cause i always handle biz
bust a nut and break your condom, shoot my load inside her c+nt
pour acid on her belly as i’m puffing on the blunt
circus stunt, the b+tch is screaming as her guts are f+cking gone
lost her son and her intestines though that hoe attempts to run
grab a brick and smash her face in, i begin to feel the pain
could’ve been my babies mama, help, i shoot her in the brain
[chorus: scum]
get shot when you diss the d and 3+0+3
get shot when you disrespect and question me
get shot when you got the sh+t that i ain’t got
get shot when you cross my path you’re bound to rot
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? do you think it’s real?
tell me is this real enough? ’cause this sh+t is real

[outro: scum]
this isn’t a trap, you got on my track and people won’t stop till i snap
i’m ready to snap, flip out on her back, and i pull out a strap, bust the cap



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