Excuse All the Blood
Yeah, haha, yeah, yeah one two
Yeah, slum gang and all that
Yeah, c'mon, Saudi motherfuckers, look, listen
Yeah, I earn the fucking crown
You see me coming on you, you better turn the fuck around
I ain't playing around and I'll burn it to the ground
Only batiman allergic to the sound
I was drinking heavy, I would take two to the clip
If I know you and you came around me, you was a lick
I would hit you so hard, you would think I'm using a brick
Use a hitter, but you don't know what to do with a blick
Parkside killers was the architect, bunny rabbit homie over here called a pocket check
It's a single capona, It's like a bottleneck
Ever see China town? Bitch I kill Rothmans
Even if they want you, or you want to
I cross that bridge when I come to it
Some roughroll flatters and rough waters
And I was taught that only a balds who would cut corners
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Yeah, a fully auto will cover a lot of brown
Translation that mean ducking a lot of rounds
Peal moving around them, puffing a lot of pounds
King among kings, I'm touching a lot of crowns (my king)
Cruels quarter fight you knock you over
They soon got a profit of gold when you given tower
20 million b homie d when you siggin' ducka'
You fuck around with Lui, you lie by the mean half
I was struggilin' with my archipass
He was crowlin' and walkin' on a sluffy path
It hit my grizzly like a shutty blatch
Jump out boiz or pop you with Ferrari fast
I'mma fear nothin' I sweffin' the laws
A soldier of a lot ofs and question of a lot plans
You see the times, checkin' I can savour the day
I will hit you with 0.11 like my favourite genres
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Yeah, slum gang and all that
Yeah, c'mon, Saudi motherfuckers, look, listen
Yeah, I earn the fucking crown
You see me coming on you, you better turn the fuck around
I ain't playing around and I'll burn it to the ground
Only batiman allergic to the sound
I was drinking heavy, I would take two to the clip
If I know you and you came around me, you was a lick
I would hit you so hard, you would think I'm using a brick
Use a hitter, but you don't know what to do with a blick
Parkside killers was the architect, bunny rabbit homie over here called a pocket check
It's a single capona, It's like a bottleneck
Ever see China town? Bitch I kill Rothmans
Even if they want you, or you want to
I cross that bridge when I come to it
Some roughroll flatters and rough waters
And I was taught that only a balds who would cut corners
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Yeah, a fully auto will cover a lot of brown
Translation that mean ducking a lot of rounds
Peal moving around them, puffing a lot of pounds
King among kings, I'm touching a lot of crowns (my king)
Cruels quarter fight you knock you over
They soon got a profit of gold when you given tower
20 million b homie d when you siggin' ducka'
You fuck around with Lui, you lie by the mean half
I was struggilin' with my archipass
He was crowlin' and walkin' on a sluffy path
It hit my grizzly like a shutty blatch
Jump out boiz or pop you with Ferrari fast
I'mma fear nothin' I sweffin' the laws
A soldier of a lot ofs and question of a lot plans
You see the times, checkin' I can savour the day
I will hit you with 0.11 like my favourite genres
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Bodybags еverywhere, shootеrs don't stop
Oh ma'
Bodies get stacked up its the Gang Paz
Oh ma'
Credits
Writer(s): Eamon Jonathan Doyle, Vincent Luviner, Craig Phillip Lanciani
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Jacinto's Praying Mantis
- Blood Bank Affair
- All Are Guests in the House of God
- Tortured in the Name of God's Unconditional Love
- Faith Healer - Single
- Slight Rebellion off Madison - Single
- Rektal Dilation
- Burn Everything That Bears Your Name
- Papi Wardrobe - Single
- Season of the Assassin (Diamante Edition)
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