| Pandemic, death magnetic call the paramedic
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| Can’t breathe pathogenic, spray ya' Antiseptic
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| Man-made or nature created
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| Incubated 14 days now you lay sedated
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| Waiting for a vaccine, your government fucked up
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| Too slow to react, it’s a wack scene
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| Hospitals understaffed and packed like sardines
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| Martial law, National Guard, Navy, Marines
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| On the scene!
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| Pull out the gat, don’t toy wit' me, I don’t need ya' cream
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| Just need currency, I’ll take ya' water and ya' toiletries
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| Test needles in your flesh like Embroidery
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| Stay in the crib isolated from you maggots, It’s a joy to be (ha!)
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| Cook the virus out ya' system like some boiler heat
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| Summer coming, shit’s about to get hot, better have AC
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| When it comes to the end, nobody has loyalty
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| Everyone out for self, paper towel is royalty
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| Walking Dead shit, Times Square dead, kid
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| Soon you’ll be so alone, you’ll be dead in your head, kid
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| Out of a job, you put the lead to ya' head, kid
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| Suicidal thoughts, can’t pay rent, let’s end it! |
| bow!
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| Spreading The Disease! |
| (Spreading The Disease)
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| There was a virus goin' round, Papa caught it and he died
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| Spreading the disease exponentially
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| It will reach your city eventually
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| It threatens you existentially
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| Induced coma stenching of pee
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| You drift into the afterlife breathlessly
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| Rest In Peace!
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| Broken Ventilators, someone invented Satan’s placenta
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| Created something intended to torment you and regulate us
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| Fever temperatures rise like escalators
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| Insulate ya' self, avoid ya' neighbors
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| While legislators argue over presidential papers
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| And how much paper to give the nation
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| Was this a set up? |
| Then who’s the potential traitors?
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| Was the Coronavirus created by ISIS?
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| Or is this nature’s punishment for mankind’s vices?
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| Revenge for the billion animals that died in Australia
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| Disrespecting the planet, humanity’s failure
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| Elon Musk manufacturing paraphernalia
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| The number of infected’s getting bigger like the ass of Azalea
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| Leadership dropped the ball, It’s psychedelia
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| A huge death count will be our history memorabilia
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| If you shoot someone trying to rob you will they jail ya'?
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| 'Cause your gun was illegal? |
| Fuck it, I’m a kill you, hell yeah!
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| Spreading The Disease! |
| (cock back boom!) (Spreading The Disease)
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| There was a virus goin' round, Papa caught it and he died
|
| Spreading the disease exponentially
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| It will reach your city eventually
|
| It threatens you existentially
|
| Induced coma stenching of pee
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| You drift into the afterlife breathlessly
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| Rest In Peace!
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| You’ll live on forever, never cease!
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| Shit’s sick, literally!
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| Stay inside 'til the virus dies
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| Stay inside 'til the virus dies
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| Whoever created this shit from chemistry
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| Life in a penitentiary no clemency would be too nice
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| Death by a hundred gats, bow! |
| bow! |
| bow!
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| Stay inside 'til the virus dies
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| Ah, but uh, we have it so well under control |