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tommy murder37 - new graveyard lyrics

[intro: lil yo, evil pimp, playa fly]
north memphis, north memphis, north memphis, north memphis
(the devil’s out tonight)
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen

[chorus: playa fly]
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen

[verse 1: tommy murder37]
creepin’ through the mist, got that gauge in my fist
hollow tips inside the clip, bet they never gon’ miss
candless burnin’ red, see the sigils on my wrist
if you step into the circle, you ain’t leavin’ + you been hit
murder on my mind, blood drippin’ form the shrine
scryin’ in the flames, seein’ omens in the signs
lucifer been watchin’, hear him laughin’ in the chimes
ain’t no savin’ you, tour soul already mine
midnight ritual, ridin’ with the ghosts
triple six players, shadows stay close
hood full of k!llers, all my demons gon’ toast
you ain’t seein’ light once you step too close
runnin’ through the graveyard, mask on tight
sawed off pump, take a soul on sight
bodies in the river, let ’em sink all night
cops don’t come when the streetlights die
[chorus: playa fly]
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen

[verse 2: shipsank]
okay, i’m comin’ from the bottom, where the struggle’s real
tommy murder37 vibes, man, you know the deal (the deal)
memphis style in my veins (okay), got that southern heat (yeah)
runnin’ through the streets with my crew, can’t accept defeat (accept defeat)
late nights, street lights, shadows in the dark (in the dark)
hustlin’ for the paper, gotta make my mark (my mark)
spitfire lyrics like a flame in the night (what?)
keep it real in the booth, man, i’m ready to fight (to fight)
homicide, suicide, genocide (uh)
i’m grindin’ through the pain, got my eyes on the prize (prize)
in a world full of lies, i’m just seekin’ the skies (the skies)
hustle hard (yeah), play smart (yeah), that’s the code i live by (uh)
every setback’s a setup for a major fly+by (fly+by)
with my pen as weapon and my dreams as my shield (yeah)
i’ll keep fightin’ for my truth, i’ll never yield (what?)
so here’s to the nights when we struggled and cried (cried, uh)
to the ones who believed when i felt like i’d died (i’d died)
[outro: playa fly]
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen
front a buster with some bab’
hit that ho for her fifteen

- tommy murder37 lyrics

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