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letra de dig up the dead - beo lil kenny & stupid duke

[intro: stupid duke]
me and you don’t live the same (damm6ix), how the f-ck you feel my pain? (uh)
(me and you don’t live the same, how the f-ck you feel my pain?)
me and you don’t live the same, how the f-ck you feel my pain? (damm6ix)
mad so much, wanna dig up the dead (f-ck who don’t feel my pain, damm6ix)

[verse 1: stupid duke]
me and you don’t live the same, how the f-ck you feel my pain?
day one n-ggas went against the grain
catch rap n-ggas, i’ma take his chain
one false move and i’ma blow out his brain
me and beo like old dog and ‘caine
n-gga, you a b-tch, you put dirt on my name
soft kiss n-ggas, a season to play
when i locked up, i ran the jail, i took the oath i’d never tell
i see 12, you know i’ma bail, money on his head, i’ma take his chain
pull up on him in a mini van, let out sh-t like pakistan
run up on me, you gon’ die like a man, don’t get too close, i don’t care if you’re a fan
b-tch, i’m a gangster, ain’t shakin’ no hand
n-ggas switchin’ up wasn’t part of the plan
catch me in public, it’s off with his head
free my n-ggas that’s locked in the feds
every time they call me, i’m sendin’ the bread
full of the percs and i’m full of the meds
thinkin’ ’bout them bodies and it f-ck with my head
i hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
[chorus: stupid duke]
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead

[verse 2: beo lil kenny]
aw, i just banged like thirty b-tches (thirty), they all wanna give me head (oh yeah)
got a buss down on my wrist (buss down), got some more buss down on my neck (aw)
too much ice, ought to pull up in a sled (oh yeah)
goin’ too crazy, ought to take my meds (too crazy)
pulled to the trap at 4 a.m., always open like legs (pulled to the trap)
thinkin’ ’bout droppin’ a brand new mixtape, everybody wait like a bus stop (they waitin’)
he was twenty deep with his homies, f-ck it, i’ma still take a pop shot (i’m tryin’)
tryna drop his top like a drop top (drop top)
sellin’ more whip than the car lot (more whip)
had a quarter ounce in my hot top (uh), gotta sell it now ’cause the block is hot (yeah)
i might take my shovel, dig him up, shoot my gun ’til it can’t stop (dig him up)
since a n-gga actin’ like a b-tch, turn his shoulder to a crop top (n-gga actin’ like a b-tch)
once upon a time, rap got slow, so i went to the pot (skrrt)
you need to re-up, you can still meet me in the trap like i’m jock (in the trap)

[chorus: stupid duke]
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead
hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead, hate ’em so much, i wan’ dig up the dead

- beo lil kenny stupid duke

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