young testicle - baby count dat dope lyrics
[excerpt from the texas chain saw massacre]
i just can’t take no pleasure in k!lling
there’s just some things you gotta do
don’t mean you have to like it
[verse]
blow my m+th+f+ckin head off
shotgun blastin like a melody
i been screamin to myself
i dont think nothings savin me
flawda jits we ouchea wit them knives
tote em blatantly
blowin so much smoke
that you would think that we a factory
i can’t lie to you, i probably f+ckin hate yo ass
got like 20 bars, turn that sh+t right into cash
baby count dat dope
i gotta put it in a bag
got some gasoline and all i need is a rag
hang that stupid m+th+f+cka from his f+ckin feet
got some parachute chord and a perfect tree
always lookin down but i neva see mah feet
blood money shinin, you know what its bout to be
aye f+ckin on yo hoe wit da blade
spin yo f+ckin block wit da rake
skeletons boutta go insanе
i ain’t celebratin but i got da cake
baby count dat dopе wit da scale
light my cigarette wit a flare
baby count dat dope wit da scale
clouds blowin out right into da air
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