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Obituary
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Bullituary
Ha ha, only true, only true Obituary and Diablo D., Skinner T, wants some pleasure Bastard cycle, profession of a make of myself Well, with a spell clocked in
Evil men, evil deeds, evil time to grieve To kills fells With a deal, with the bloods all stale Fell, a 1000 caps of hell
On the wheel of the women Apocalypse I'll split this shit or I'll take your life Either way you shoot it you know it's all child's play Hey, I'll make you say
Leave that guy alone, bring him along and bring him To a new home in the darkest depths of hell I call your bluff, so you'll bounce like breasts I got a back like a tree and arms are like a fucken chests
So who the fuck would have guessed I call the bug, I'm a Johnny Quest I'm obsessed with a bitch in your nest So gamble the rent
I figure show the bitch the bastard, when you go packin' Go packin' with a hole proof vest in which We're gutless and heartless, my homestead is heartless Any nigga from the assumption think we're trolls
And I think we take control, either way I'm taken a shit We can at least shut the door, in case it sounds like a hit I digress, here I go again, with the tall breath Sickle cell the proud all your lyrics for your death
So keep your self open, I come and puke So looking like you're smoken, rocks, while I'm broken You're broken and choken, ha, you're soaken Stuck my hand out like a Vulcan
Spock did he box the voice box, you're funny The other day, I ain't no heart breaker but I won't be by Once more fry, to for, box so my body could Be disintegrated and it hurts to hold my madness
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Destiny, feel disgrace I'm the one that's fallen I'm the one in pain I'm the one that's going Forces decay in pain, by the light
Bullituary, Obituboys Bullituary, Obituboys Suffer is cold
Bullituary, Obituboys Bullituary, Obituboys There's colors, see it in his face
Drifting through the sorrow The visions yet display It strips the soul completely empty Sirens rage in vain
Drifting through the sadness Violence fills the sky Torturing, the voice rang out My servants they are blind
Check out his head blow, cock like a reload I'm the man with hands, suffer is cold My bloods flowing, slice you an amateur Breath it, searing his face
Madman, I'm the bitch, fuck a dump truck Soapbox, a flesh eating virus, Osiris A tiller, the champion blood spiller, Godzilla Fortified breakfast miller, a killer
An animal, I hand them all an animal I manhandled, drowning other's records So check it these days, hell I excel, I'm cataclysm Ha, I best it, I cross it, the acid I drop it, I, it, stop it While you bob it I make a with this shit and then I sharp it, yeah
Bullituary, Obituboys Bullituary, Obituboys Yeah
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