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unaverage gang x schizo - elm street lyrics

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[schizo: hook]

she call me schizo straight psychotic
overdose on straight narcotics
steady trippin, blood is drippin’
now this b+tch is flippin’ out
should of held your breath
so b+tch just shut your f+cken mouth
ima hit you with the clip b+tch
get your guts in my grip b+tch
so shut your f+cken mouth

[vague]

running thru the mothaf+cken suicide
who am i?
suicidal tendencies, i’m fighting all my enemies
entities trying to get the best of me
see the blood stain dripping down the white tee
never submit cause i’m never on ease
never gon pray and i’m not on my knees
unaverage gang is the next nominee
and i say f+ck the grammies unaverage is free

no turning back when you go straight to black
all thеse b+tches wanna fuss, but they ain’t nеver see me gat
pull it back, i’m sporadic
k!lling just for practice
i practice my madness like manson with taxes
straight satan, no playin collectin my taxes
bodies are stacking b+tch better not tag ‘em
h+ll is just open b+tch better not bag ‘em
we driftin thru fire man this is the tandem
[schizo: hook]

she call me schizo straight psychotic
overdose on straight narcotics
steady trippin, blood is drippin’
now this b+tch is flippin’ out
should of held your breath
so b+tch just shut your f+cken mouth
ima hit you with the clip b+tch
get your guts in my grip b+tch
so shut your f+cken mouth

[t.r.i.p]

got your guts in my grip, ima take you to the crypt
ima rise from the dead, never seen me yet
now they runnin’, never see my gunnin’
on the way to the top, b+tch you never see my comin’
satan don’t play b+tch, this isn’t a playground
drinkin’ the blood off the plate, b+tch i’m h+ll+bound
playin in h+ll f+ck the demons, i’m god now
throwin out bolts like i’m zeus, f+ck the sell outs
think that you safe, safe i object it
i’m the one that put you in your grave
i’m resurrected
i’ll split you with the switch, cut your neck like i’m jason
cut you like krueger, your stomach that’s adjacent
one, two b+tch i’m coming for you
three, four better lock yo f+cken door
five, six f+ck a crucifix
seven, eight body bags for the lake



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