D0c2ce
D0c2ce - On My Head songtekst
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[HOOK x 1] Leave em dead Heater will turn ya red Lubricant and some lead Leave em dead Believe me when I say it Fuckin mosquitos on my head Leave em dead [VERSE 1: D0c2ce] Why you askin me you bastard? biography on my casket Belt fastened never slackin malevolant phantasm Point 3 5 7, cause you a body spasm The beat rides heavy I'm spittin like automatic Pneumatic hella pressure invested in all my tactics Fanatic addict to hatin on pussy faggots Just dig the hole and drag it the corpse is no longer active Lights, camera, action I'm sharpenin all my axes Better be acrobatic cuz I wont be diplomatic Blade in ya throat passage half a body yeah it happened Buckshot blastin ya abdomen, pancreatic I'm a hazard, fuck it I can't help it it's a habit Bitch jockin me in traffic lookin so cinematic Satan called me askin for my soul, told him he can have it I'm dead throw me in the bathtub burn my ass with acid Crime scene traumatic missing person call the captain [HOOK x 2] Leave em dead Heater will turn ya red Lubricant and some lead Leave em dead Believe me when I say it Fuckin mosquitos on my head Leave em dead [VERSE 2: D0c2ce] All you rappers got me laughin I'm silent but I'm a master Y'all a fuckin beauty pageant I'm gassin on all ya ratchets My checks, I cash em the cash you I know I stash it The ball's in my court ima smash it wit my racket Got the 40 in my jacket the hatchet you know I pack it Chasin dreams like rabbit but never be in my bracket Bet my assets that if u try to jack it I cause havoc Cla-cla-classic you plastic I'm knowin what's in ya package I'm hot! burnin like a crack pipe crackin Need to learn compresssion get a better VST package Stab u like a japanese assassin at your address Little maggot I'm a judge crush you with my mallet I'm awake, ya I'm lastin never catchin me nappin Weapon and money stackin while you hate my real mackin Skeletons in my closet, demons in my attic There you have it muthafucka hope my speech was charismatic [HOOK x 4] Leave em dead Heater will turn ya red Lubricant and some lead Leave em dead Believe me when I say it Fuckin mosquitos on my head Leave em dead We got them ninja stars Throw those right into your fuckin chest Man, that shit will stop ya heart rate There's a couple ways I could take you out I could snipe you from long distance, We don't stop man! from California to MIA Been doin this shit for a log muthafuckin time, wusup