swagdisease – kill on convenience lyrics
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[verse 1: swagdisease]
walkin’ through, i’ll grab a f+ckin’ mallet, crush his skull in
glocky on my hip i grab the trigger, aim and pull it
slice open his lip+ip+ip+ip, feel it on my chrome tip
if he try and run away, he get chased by my bullets
if he wanna talk that sh+t, he get hit with my hollow tips
put him on a crucifix, won’t fix that he a b+tch
call his clique a gang, i call them f+ggots way they gettin’ hit
divide that f+g in half, from the torso, legs is gettin’ split
all yo’ sh+t is ass, just face the fact that you is out yo’ prime
ridin’ on my d+ck, just take my fist, get the f+ck back in line
[verse 2: $tranded]
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