a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de fatality - axe murder boyz

[verse 1: young wicked]
yeah look
a lot of you rapping motherf-ckers can’t even rap though
i be committing and coming up on a cash flow
i ain’t speaking to no one cause i’m a assh0l-
til i’m pulling up on em’ inside a lambo
yeen ain’t really ready for this axe murder business (huh)
b-o- d-u-b and young wicked (huh)
every year we coming like christmas (huh)
and we coming and bringing the f-cking sickness (huh)
ima leave you bleeding
ima feed the demons
disturbing the peace i don’t need a reason
i murdered the beat, release diseases
put them hands up like you tryna reach for jesus
don’t n0body move or i’ll reach heaters
and put you motherf-ckers 6 feet beneath us
all you enemies can never do sh-t to beat us
you don’t wanna admit it but your b-tch believe us
and this underground sh-t is a lifestyle
i’m a rock it for the people like an eyebrow
coming out of colorado b-tch i’m finna ride out
k!lling emcees broad day when it’s nice out
b-tch i be bringing this storm
better ring the alarm
i’m a king to your p-wn better leave me alone
and i ain’t with all that hoe sh-t that he on
they gon’ learn what it is when i’m bringing it on

[chorus]
fatal fatal fatal
this right here is fatal
grinding for the queso
y’all as soft as play-doe and we
fatal fatal fatal (fatality)
fatal fatal fatal (fatality) [x2]

[verse 2: bonez dubb]
it’s about time to k!ll someone
what the f-ck have you all become
sh-t talking like you be the ones
b-tch you act like some children
coming at me would be mental
cause i put two in your temple
knocking out all you dental
and it wouldn’t be accidental cuz
b-tch you act
i’m bringing it back and put you in your f-cking place
came to attack
rip out your heart and punch you in your f-cking face
i’m not on the road you think you is famous
you look h-lla old but try to be young
n0body believe you do what you’re told and lock up your home
but that won’t stop bonez
already inside cause i’m f-cking cold
i’m f-cking your b-tch cause i got a (?)
so give me them chips cause i know you’re full
i be making that queso
what’s with all of that hate hoe
making you bleed out your nasal coming with that warning label cause i’m

[chorus]
fatal fatal fatal
this right here is fatal
grinding for the queso
y’all as soft as play-doe and we
fatal fatal fatal (fatality)
fatal fatal fatal (fatality) [x2]

- axe murder boyz

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS