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scxrzxne – pissed off freestyle part 2 lyrics

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glock in my sock

knife in my hand

ready for war

look at my stance

walk in the function

showered in bands

racks in my pocket, they stretchin my pants

i got the baddest b+tch straight from j+pan

she throw it back like a 20 to 10

he love talkin sh+t, and then go to the feds

but i popped at his spot, had his squad hit a dance

x2

(verse)

darth vader b+tch, but swear im not your father

im rippin yo city, im bringin the slaughter

i ran out of bullets, im grabbin the auger

im f+ckin this b+tch, blow her back out to yonder

i got my ways like im hosting a jitney

im gettin money, aint talkin bout 50

these n+ggas be swearing that they gonna get me

i poof like houdini, let these f+ck n+ggas ponder

head in clouds, really f+cked like the industry

pill in mouth, dont think n0body feelin me

but i am a god, i swear n0body k!llin me
i looked at death and then said “you is a b+tch to me”

f+ck n+gga what?

heard you said something

i get it lit, have the stu bumpin

ian have nothin, turn nothin to somethin

now i got b+tches that hear me, start jumpin

i keep on wearin my lugz everywhere that i go so b+tch n+gga know he get stomped out

crew keep a colt in they coat case a n+gga want smoke, like a rastafari, he get smoked out

used to get jumped for no reason, im comin home bleeding, my uncle told me dont be punked out

k!lled the same n+ggas with silence, like what was he plotting, oh best believe that you gon find out

big, hm
scxr, huh

im makin plays, i just caught me a pick

i spent a bag on a sword and stick

like shawty is bad and she all on the my d+ck

something is wrong is with me

think that im sick

n+ggas believe that im crazy and morbid

nah i just hate people, dont give a sh+t

they all can catch bullets, go straight in a ditch

talk of the century, my life is not subtle

f+ck everyone i kicked out outta my bubble

they wanna come back like my ex, but im humble

im blowin fast like im nasas new shuttle

i want the bags on my chest f+ck a cuddle

if i get once, you know me, ima double

baddies with me and they flash through the sunroof

wanna be me but yet these n+ggas aint bulletproof

stay barkin at me while im wondering who are you

you turn into roy when these bullets come straight to you

heater is blazin, like chicken, we bakin you

thickest b+tch icy, like show me what cake can do

i get the bag, like a light, ima switch

1713, scxr in this b+tch

come posted up black on yo block, with the sh+ts

im reppin that nascar, its dark than a b+tch

- scxrzxne lyrics

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