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seira666 - welcome to hell lyrics

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welcome to h+ll, cut up your body i leave it to smell
tape up your mouth gotta mute the yells
cut a p+ssy motherf+cka ima do it so swell
sittin there vulnerable i might as well
grab you, lock you, put you in a cell
black market, b+tch see how you sell
do it p+ssy b+tch, yeah scream and yell
not gonna be heard so just hide in your sh+ll

k!ll your f+ckin family ima do it great
i got a f+ckin blade and its motherf+ckin straight
gotta take it stab you deep inside your weight
got the perfect chance so im not gonna wait

yeah put it deep inside your dreams
little p+ssy b+tch not ready for my schemes
sorry didn’t mean to go extreme
sorry didn’t mean to be mean just had to let off some motherf+ckin steam b+tch

welcome to h+ll, cut up your body i leave it to smell
tape up your mouth gotta mute the yells
cut a p+ssy motherf+cka ima do it so swell
sittin there vulnerable i might as well
grab you, lock you, put you in a cell
black market, b+tch see how you sell
do it p+ssy b+tch, yeah scream and yell
not gonna be heard so just hide in your sh+ll
gonna stab your face with a mace
pop out out of the room like im ghost face
you’re a disgrace gotta be erased
stab you with glass from a vase gonna catch a case
give you a drink, yeah its laced
gonna hit you harder then the bass
hit you hard make you fly into sp+ce
make you die with no trace
can’t even try at my pace
banzai in your place
gonna laugh while you cry in my base(ment)

welcome to h+ll, cut up your body i leave it to smell
tape up your mouth gotta mute the yells
cut a p+ssy motherf+cka ima do it so swell
sittin there vulnerable i might as well
grab you, lock you, put you in a cell
black market, b+tch see how you sell
do it p+ssy b+tch, yeah scream and yell
not gonna be heard so just hide in your sh+ll

tired of these rappers f+ckin spittin bullsh+t
dissin me b+tch im finna make you quit
comin at me i slice your f+ckin wrists
celebrities livin their life like a skit
fake as f+ck better duck
gonna swing at your gut
blood claimed fame like im hvlf cvst mutt
thrash gang, stray gang, you better know whatsup
boutta come at your clique with a f+ckin uppercut



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