| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
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| I die for my niggas, what? |
| Fuck them other niggas!
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
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| I die for my niggas, what? |
| Fuck them other niggas!
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| It’s that fiend with 'bout twenty prescriptions
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| Down for my triple six killers
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| I glisten in my world of fiction, twitching from all my addictions
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| Mutilations deep down in my basement
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| Forsaken the road to heaven I had taken
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| Replacing my scriptures for demons and witches
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| While twistin' a cigarillo full of bitches and snitches
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| Deceased bodies laying in sheets
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| The blackest creep of the black sheep
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| Summoned from Hades to rise, 3 AM when I arrive
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| Sixes all over my eyes, picking my burial site
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
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| I die for my niggas, what? |
| Fuck them other niggas!
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| All of these bullets have names written on them
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| The trigger, I pull it and brains spill, no caution
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| Often I murder, I toss 'em, no washing
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| Ain’t nauseous, I’m flossing inside of the coffin
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| I reek from the mice I eat
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| I am the fiend for the shrines and sheets
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| I am the tide, and yes, I am the deep
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| I am the skeleton hiding the bones I need
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| I am the leopard print that Lucifer uses for hide and seek
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| Enemies try and see me, but I’m quite the freak
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| Hiding inside misery, yeah, my spine’s so weak
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| Frying my memory with all the pine I breathe
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| Scythe in a sheath, I will slice all the sheep
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| Because Christ is on ice, I’m collecting the blood he bleeds
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I’m down for my niggas, what?
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| Fuck them other niggas, 'cause I ride for my niggas, what?
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| I die for my niggas, what? |
| Fuck them other niggas! |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song T.R.U. (Totally Rotten Underground), artist - $uicideboy$. Album song My Liver Will Handle What My Heart Can't, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп