| Whop, whop, whop, whop
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay
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| Whop, whop, whop, whop
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay
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| Let me see you fucking bleed, I want the blood rain over me
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| Give me a pistol, got the deed to turn you to a fucking meat
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| You got denial in your veins, I’m messiah, making stains
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| 'Bout to cut you in two pieces, bitch, I’m fucking up the chance
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| I put that axe in your back, hoe, red, fucking mad tho'
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| Bite on the dead bone, bitch’s on a death row
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| Axe in your back, hoe, red, fucking mad tho'
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| Bite on the dead bone, bitch’s on a death row
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| Far gone, we descend from Xzarkhan
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| On Unicron, made the jump to Cybertron
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| Orion, nitrous oxide fire on
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| Like autobahn, mov 'em out like autobahn
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| Ice sword, sight sor, never seen a final form
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| Strike core, your core, talk the war, we walk the war
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| Five-four, four-five, automatic super slide
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| Left side, right side, mortal ties to death side
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| Immortalize through the sands, immortalize
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| We paint skies, anti-air will paint skies
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| On gang ties, every city take lives
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| We maximize, firm enforcers, fall guy, try
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| It goes R-I-P for you cunt
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| No one’s gonna cry, you’re forgotten in a month, bitch
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| Stop breathing, make a last grunt
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| Now you say goodbye, I’m a reddy on hunt
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| R-I-P for you cunt
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| No one’s gonna cry, you’re forgotten in a month, bitch
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| Stop breathing, make a last grunt
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| Now you say goodbye, I’m a reddy on hunt
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| Whop, whop, whop, whop
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay
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| Whop, whop, whop, whop
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| Okay, okay, okay, okay
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| Creeping in your city in a motherfucking chevy
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| See me pull up in your block, I make it roar, the sound is heavy
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| When I’m puffing on a ciggie, lungs all black, bitch, I be Lemmy
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| Acting-acting like a fucking psycho should get me an Emmy
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| You got your body, got your body back against the wall
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| You got your body, got your body back against the wall
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| (You're getting thoughtless)
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| You got your body, got your body back against the wall
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| You got your body, got your body back against the wall
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| (You're getting thoughtless) |