vendetta – ballad of the living dead lyrics
chain smoking everytime you see me creep
i smoke ’em when i wake up then i f+cking go to sleep
nothing new for a huge lion k!ll a sheep
layin’ low, slice ’em all, far from what you seek
and then i pull up in the block
mask and the glock
crazy motherf+cker you would never see me knockin’
cause i’m
walkin in the cold rain with a blood stain 6 blades on my hip mane
hollow be my name
tripping off that blunt
b+tch up in my trunk
smoke up in my lungs and a long range gun
issa real nightmare stay aside, don’t you dare
f+ck a joke, this coming from a real living dead
blood rolling down the ford
f+ck a motorsport
driving like a mothef+cker
junkies all aboard
tender on a tip
i unload the clip
even lazy of that hazy indica that makes me trip
cold blooded leon
staying all alone
call these b+tches to my home
f+ck a drug free zone
yeah i sold my soul to satan and then i stole it back later
tricked the motherf+cker scratched his back and spray painted
rolling up to get a fix
tripping on that triple six
table full of dope
shoot ’em with that quick scope
lights off, no spark, yeah keep ’em in the dark
keep ’em where they know that no one hear, let it bark
boogie man on route
shoot six hit four
creepy crawl real slow
for that f+cking mean horrorshow………..
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