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letra de strapped for danger - bloodshot & con-crete (horrorcore)

[verse 1: bloodshot & con-crete]
yo! what’s the cost? something’s awful to dream about
when i’m pro-paranoid, who come from ’round?
now the demon’s out ’cause i’m throwin’ up in my chamber
disconnectin’ life from f-ckin’ with a stranger
a dark cult, a dark enterprise
slice, slice, slice, yeah, you’ll be demised
strapped for danger, the power survive
i’ll never run, look ’em deep in the eye
i’ve gotta stay strapped for danger, i’m on a mission to get this tape played
ain’t n0body how we’re feeling
that’s why i’m ’bout to make the capers, yo
i need money ’cause my son is hungry
anybody tryin’ to stop me is catchin’ a bullet in they tummy
and i don’t care if you’re wearin’ a badge
i’ll have your kids wantin’ to join the force to avenge the death of they dad
i’m a little mad in case you ain’t know
but i gotta keep my eye on the ball, i gotta stay focused

[chorus: bloodshot]
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
[post-chorus: reapa man]
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up

[verse 2: bloodshot & con-crete]
yo, and if you test me then get the f-ck back
extra ammunition, i’m comin’ intact
bazooka flames are what, i’ll let you burn, b-tch
hangin’ on an upside-down crucifix
you hear the cries, i flat out warned ya
now you’re layin’ dead, examined by a coroner
i’m strapped for danger, i got a short fuse
gun against my temple, your death will come soon
i’ve got a mic in my hand, a knife in the other
dj wants to end my set, go on and try it motherf-cker
cut me off and i’ll do the set
the whole crowd’ll get wet when i slice your jugular vein
think my wicked shyt is fake? well it’s ’bout to get real real
get on your knees and beg for your life before you feel this steel
thought that i was scarin’ them crowds? you ain’t seen nothin’ yet
at your club with c4 strapped to my chest, now where their bodies dead
[chorus: bloodshot]
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger

[post-chorus: reapa man]
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up (shoot ’em up)
shoot ’em up

[verse 3: bloodshot & reapa man]
i’m not always pistol-packin’ but i carry a razor blade
slice you in your face, make the skin tear away
and if it results to gun play, i got an -rs-nal
kept in the attic and they all be compatible
i be a dark gator, i carry self pride
pull out my knife and i stab you in your eye
so think twice, wait, think ten times
’cause if you judge me wrong (yeah), you gonna die
you gon’ die ’cause i always stay strapped up
haters wanna talk, you can get cl!ck-clacked up
i’ll slaughter mu’f-ckers, i don’t need no back-up
satan rides shotgun, aimin’ out the black hood
danger in the clip, empty, reload
i want a closed casket for this b-tch, bleedin’ like a dirty sl-t
out the p-ssy, in the b-tt
sixteen hollow tips all up in the gut
slaughter camp, rep it n-gga
[chorus: bloodshot]
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger
i’m strapped for danger, uh huh
i’m strapped for danger

[interlude: bloodshot]
we ain’t done, we got a new breed
a new chapter to the slaughter camp legacy
demons, serpents and slaughterer’s unite
for it is a special night
tonight, we summon a spree
a new [healer?]
tonight, we summon phrozen body boy
the newest member of the slaughter camp
summoned now

[verse 4: phrozen body boy]
(phrozen!)
you know i’m strapped for danger, slaughter camp
texas ranger that like to ball deep
make you scream when i’m in your dream
i’ll pull the f-ckin’ trigger and if you ever cross my path
i’m the f-ckin’ antichrist
make you feel the devil’s wrath
shootin’ at this motherf-cker in your home, right where you dwell
never can you stop this cowboy from h-ll
i’m the phrozen body boy, beat you in the f-ckin’ street
and beat your kid, defeat, ’cause i bring the f-ckin’ heat

[outro]
-three gunshots-

- bloodshot con crete horrorcore

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