Violent

Violent in this bitch
We violent in this bitch
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Motherfuckers try to tell us that we the reason
that we leave them with they head bashed in (Violence)
Triple M F D make my motherfuckin' day
its a treat when we stab them (smiling)
With the butcher knife drippin' and your Blood
With the sound of the blade pushed in
And the motherfucking look on your face
When you shocked and we shave off half of your legs and your limbs

(Hol' up)
Flex my aggression with blood on my Timbs
Uh, yeah, mud in my phlegm
Speak from the streets bitch you know who I am, huh
Never forget it again
Corpse with the torch and some whores in my van
Stretching intestines like accordion
Study your family room team like The Sims
And we kicking your door before that torture begin

Kick you in the dome with the steel-toed boot
Then I shoot 'em and stab, I don't care
If they ain't got no loot in the pockets
Or they jewelry, do not come around
With ya brother on another killing spree
Do or die
Circlin' the motherfuckin' average
I'ma savage with the cleaver I deliver Souls to make it for the night
Don't worry about your loved ones
'Cause the enemy right behind you
When I find you motherfuckers Everybody's gonna die

Violent in this bitch
We violent in this bitch
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She probably buyin' you things you Normally wouldn't need
Unless you find it hell is sake and fucked Up in the head
Got the axe and the chainsaw
If they stop us we're gettin' locked up
But we dont give a fuck
There's a bag and some paper in the Back
Let him pass me the shit if a cop is Willing to die
And we'll try to pull up on this man and Get dropped
And say, "No Donut Shop"

Brains blown all over the dashboard

Smashed off in an old white economy van

Violent Violent huh gotta be violent
I have decided that my knife in your iris is the place I'ma slide it
Cause it feels like a nice fit huh
Sit still little bitch let me try it
How you like the hole in the ground? I designed it
I'ma cover that shit up so that nobody will find it
Would you deliver the wicced shit and be making them want to rewind it
Yuh taking my work home with me like assignment

Violent in this bitch
We violent in this bitch
We violent
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We violent in this bitch
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Violent in this bitch
We violent in this bitch
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Writer(s): Andrew Holiman, Ivan Ovchinnikov
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