| Better get a medic on the phone
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| Let alone, how I set a tone
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| James Earl Jones was baritone
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| Drag a dead rapper through my catacombs (Cannibal)
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| Catapult Hannibal
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| Capital, S to the V
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| Come ride on my carousel
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| This shit drops like a kettlebell
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| Slaps like the latch on the leather belt
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| It makes metal melt
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| I raise hella hell
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| Walk through the gates, set it off
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| Aim for the brain, let it off
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| Click, dark ruler, dart shooter
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| The type to pull up to your work like a car poola
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| That spark Buddha
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| Far as the rumors go, harm you can do me no
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| Y’all know the name
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| And Kwam is the future yo (The future)
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| Days are shorter
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| Nights are colder
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| Got the last laugh, Keyser Söze
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| Keyser Söze
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| These niggas sleeping let me put em' in a coma
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| I light the fucking place on fire now it’s over (Now it’s over)
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| Come take a ride on my haunted roller coaster
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| Ready to die, are you ready for Jehovah?
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| Jay Reapz, Skitz, Kwam, taking over
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| We let the venom in your blood, king cobra
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| I got the venom in my heart, never sober
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| See, if you fucking with the gods, I’m a scold ya
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| Deutschland, was geht ab?
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| Dope D.O.D. |
| and Kwam reppin' Hansestadt
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| And now, my funds is up, and my guns is up
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| And niggas getting shot down like Nintendo ducks
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| So come and get a piece of this
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| Niggas don’t believe but I’m gon' send them back to Jesus quick
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| You fucking with the Reaper bitch
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| Ghost town, Hamburg, we rep for one another
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| From the gutter to the top
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| I be backing up my brother
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| Come and take a ride, with me
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| I’ll show you how I live (Yeah)
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| Ashy Ash Trays, Weed Crumbs auf dem Tisch
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| Kwam.E und Dope D.O.D. |
| komm´ dich kriegen
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| Untergrund wie Bin Laden in 2007
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| Fick dein Frieden, Diggi wir sind zu verschieden
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| Deine Stuten mit denen du fickst sehen aus wie Bauernziegen
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| Zieh dich warm an, Abercrombie und Fitch
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| Denn der Slenderman ist ein Nix gegen Skits
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| Pass den Spliff und ich mach dir 10 Hits
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| Alles was ich brauche nur mein Grips und Notizen
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| Deathnote-Flows, Leute sterben, wenn wir kritzeln
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| Fliegen auf Wolke 17, bewerfen Rapper mit Blitzen
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| How you wanna die? |
| You decide
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| Wenn du uns siehst, denkst du Suicide Squad
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| Skimaske runter, rein in dein Bunker
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| Nimm dir dein Cash, PS4 samt Controller, what?
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| Was dann? |
| Spit flames here I come
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| Eine Punchline trifft 300 Mann
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| Boss Mentality, Ricky Rozay
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| Hahahaha, Keyser Söze, pussy
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| Who wanna fuck with us?
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| Wen willst du testen?
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| Wer als letzter lacht, der lacht am besten
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| Who wanna fuck with us?
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| Wen willst du testen?
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| Wer als letzter lacht, der lacht am besten
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| Who wanna fuck with us?
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| Wen willst du testen?
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| Wer als letzter lacht, der lacht am besten
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| Who wanna fuck with us?
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| Wen willst du testen?
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| Wer als letzter lacht, der lacht am besten
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| Hahahahahaha
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| The last laugh motherfuckers
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| Dope D.O.D
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| For the 2−0-1−9
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| Keyser Söze, the invisible, untouchable, we out of here
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| Ahahahaha |