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$uicideboy$ & germ – 20th centurion lyrics

[intro: buckshotz]
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it, all you b-tches gonna die
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it, all you b-tches gonna die

[verse 1: big grieve]
make a punk b-tch bite the curb, american history x
burning churches ’till they dirt, walk off and throw up the set
just another sunday purge, i’m isis with blades and a neck
throw his body to the herd, this what happens when you flex
f-ckboy, i laced your mama drink with lsd
gave your sister mescaline, and chased her up and down the street
never sleep, stay on the creep to k!ll you sheep
mark of the beast, walking disease, h-ll is my theme

[hook: buckshotz & lil oozing]
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it, all you b-tches gonna die
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it, all you b-tches gonna die

[verse 2: lil oozing]
gimme a cigarette, my nerves is bad
what the f-ck your name is, boy? i never heard of that
germ is back in the n.o., we made a murder pack
she let out a nervous laugh
swimming in the deep like, “where the surface at?”
make the sign of the cross, and then i’m skrrtin’ in the church’s ash
let my soul escape, i’m switching bodies like a hermit crab
home is where the dirt is at
lemme circle back to the days when i said, “f-ck the world”
it’s still me versus that
ruby stuntin’ like a circus act

[hook: buckshotz]
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it all you b-tches gonna die

[verse 3: germ]
who that there with all that flair?
stare into my eyes, i dare ya
ride with the carbon pistons in the hood
ben wallace with me, just might shoot you down
don’t make no sound
big gun sounds get to rushing, b-tch, it’s nothing
dirtynasty$uicide, it’s you or i, it’s do or die
b-tch, it’s me
i got hunnids, and i heard your tank’s on e
boot me down, i stomp you out
big body b-tch, hold on my heat
clap ’em with the ratty just for acting all types of cheesy
better believe me, hoe, gimme the cheese and dope

[outro: buckshotz]
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it all you b-tches gonna die
homicide, $uicide, genocide, drive-bys
whatever you wanna call it all you b-tches gonna die

- uicideboy germ lyrics

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