Dirtnap

So you ran your mouth again and again
You said those lies about me to my friends
You thought that shit was gonna work
And now your friends are wearing you on a shirt

You dug your grave
Everyone's dressed in black
Slow singing flower bringing
You reserved a dirt nap

And now you're two fucking places
On a shirt
Six feet in the dirt



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Writer(s): Vice Grip
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