| Ay bitch ay
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| Hol up hol up hol up
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| (Wassup girl?)
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| (what the fucc you mean?)
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| You don’t even wanna know how my days been
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| On the hunt for them they tried to keep me caged in
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| Ran through the woods, No destination
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| In a timber something happened
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| I do not remember
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| All I know I grabed my shawty accidentally killed her
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| I tried to change my shirt and ripped it I dont get it uh
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| Brain fidget uhh
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| Bear hands swinging uhh
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| Limbs ripped, Guts drip
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| Can’t fucc with it uhh
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| I am dizzy every fuccin' body round me dripping
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| Moshpittin' and this condition so unforgiving
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| Why is it that when I kill someone I tear them limb from limb I’m tripping
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| Bloody blur my vision
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| I need my prescription
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| Gotta get it
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| Tore through the pharmacy
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| Shouting the alarm on me
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| Cops getting called on me
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| Nonstop slaugthering
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| Everyone in here is dead its okay got the quantity
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| Found a hound dog too and got a lot of lean remembering that
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| Yeah I killed him and I did that with my bear hands
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| Step up in this motherfucca with my Bear hands
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| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands
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| I ain’t talking bout my hands homie I got Bears hands
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| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands
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| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands
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| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands
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| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands
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| In the aforementioned woods I was running scared
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| Stopped dead in my traccs when I seen a Bear
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| He ain’t move not a wink he just fuccin' stared
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| I was in a straightjacket so it wasn’t fuccing fair uh
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| When in his hair shit my pants right fuccin' there
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| I tried to book it he was quicker caught me by the river
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| Homie Yogi rushed me ripped my jacket straps I shuttered right
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| Then Shaggy came
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| Popped his fuccin' melon open
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| Twist, twist broke his paws at the fuccin wrist
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| Cut a tree in half with em' swoosh I can get used to this
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| Ran up in thie dope mans crib clawed up all his friends
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| Then I took around that bitch and found all his xans
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| Tried to roll a blunt with Bear hands, you understand
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| Few hallucinogens broke the bottle on the Juice and Gin
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| Blacced out fucked his girl clawed her bacc out
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| Woke up in the traphouse
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| Twenty throats slashed out uhh
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| Yeah I killed him and I did that with my bear hands
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| Step up in this motherfucca with my Bear hands
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| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands
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| I ain’t talking bout my hands homie I got Bears hands
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| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands
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| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands
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| Uh I kill em' with my bear hands
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| Flexing on yo clique I kill em' with my bare hands |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bear Hands , by - Ouija Macc. Song from the album Gutterwater, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп