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violent remark - i was supposed to sell my soul, but i had a knife on me lyrics

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violent remark:
wrist work, bleeding hurt, yuh. using blades to dispose trash
panic room, on some shrooms, blades to end you in a flash
d+ck in your b+tch, call me with a choppa b+tch
don’t call me with that dry sh+t, i’m onto some other sh+t
on the run, trap it up. bring that sh+t and pack it up
no screw up, got a cleaver just in case you f+ck it up
runnin’ over, smokin’ sober. drunk as f+ck when in my rover
piling corpses up like tetris, ain’t no stoppin’ this blood lover

hook + violent remark:
i was supposed to sell my soul, but i had a knife on me
was supposed to be bent, but yo girl finished the d
satan in my veins, give the karambit and smoking dope
vr666, slang on my blade like you’re an antеlope
silverballer:
got him on my sight, this shootеr ‘bout to lose his sight
sent so many to satan’s lap, i can’t tell if i’m right
money wired, won’t stop, extra stuff, post the shot
hurt harder than your neck before your corpse dropped
run slowly, look at me despite your eyes being sore
red liquid crawls down ‘til it splashes on the floor
did it hurt to me? tell me, did it hurt to you? i’m sorry
it’s just a contract, maybe it is your fault for being so f+ckin’ sloppy! (how about that?)



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