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letra de one 87 - boondox

[intro: hurra season]
ugh, hurra season oh ugh. ugh
it’s a murder man
ugh, ugh

[chorus: hurra season]
they say i’m throwed off, i load up and i load off
i’m a big stepper, hit him up ’til he doze off
they holler did he make it? did he make it?” i drove off
it’s a 187 i think we up by eleven ya heard me, agh

[verse 1: turncoat dirty]
full metal jackets hit the floor ’bout when i pull up on ’em unload
can’t even see the road from muzzle flashes and the gun smoke
they asses shoulda learned though, don’t f-ck around with turncoat dirty, hand back ashes to your mama with no urn hoe
a mortal vandal, i’m a savage with the ammo
twin eagles and a flannel, clutch their handles like a camel
tired of f-cking with these mammals on my last nerve
go ahead on, light a couple candles for this b-st-rd
i’m spilling blood like i was kevin with the chili pot
flame coming out the mac-11 yeah that chili hot
don’t look surprised you ’bout to die, yeah hoe you really shot
is it time to kiss yo ass goodbye? naw there’s really not
[chorus: hurra season]
they say i’m throwed off, i load up and i load off
i’m a big stepper, hit him up ’til he doze off
they holler “did he make it? did he make it?” i drove off
it’s a 187 i think we up by eleven ya heard me, agh
they say i’m throwed off, i load up and i load off
i’m a big stepper, hit him up ’til he doze off
they holler “did he make it? did he make it?” i drove off
it’s a 187 i think we up by eleven ya heard me, agh

[verse 2: turncoat dirty]
187 with that wesson and it’s letting ’em fly
aggressive lessons with a weapon that’s how i’m letting ’em die
you wanna soak in gasoline and then go step in the fire
you must be smoking ketamine you fiend, i reckon you’re high
so i’m ’bout to air this motherf-cker out
come in the house, you’re laying there on the f-cking couch
spit on the tip and i put that b-tch in your f-cking mouth
unload the clip until that cl!ck and i’m f-cking out
this southern devil, frank castle-ing these actors with savageness
black talons leaving holes in these b-st-rds it’s cavernous
wendigo tearing through the flesh, my tactics are ravenous
red mist out your b-tch ass, i swear that it’s fabulous (it’s a murder man)

[chorus: hurra season]
they say i’m throwed off, i load up and i load off
i’m a big stepper, hit him up ’til he doze off
they holler “did he make it? did he make it?” i drove off
it’s a 187 i think we up by eleven ya heard me, agh
they say i’m throwed off, i load up and i load off
i’m a big stepper, hit him up ’til he doze off
they holler “did he make it? did he make it?” i drove off
it’s a 187 i think we up by eleven ya heard me
[outro: hurra season]
agh, it’s the murder man, ah, mister murder man, yeah. it’s a murder man, it’s a murder man, it’s a murder man

- boondox

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