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letra de die - bukshot

[intro: (possessed) cheryl (the evil dead)]
die! like the others before you, one by one, we will take you
you will die, die! like the others before you, one by one, we will take you
you will die, die!

[verse 1: bukshot]
apocalyptic end times
walking dead i’m rick grimes
the horde is back together, villains with the sick mind
a thin line between these rappers and these lunatics
talking ’bout the moves they making but not doing sh-t (die!)
i’m the type to show up at your concert, take you out
find the hottest sl-t backstage and start making out
blood on my hands, blood on my chucks
blood everywhere, splattered up
nuck if you buck (if you buck)
i see my ninjas and my weirdos on they m.o.b. sh-t
juggalos and hooligans, shout out to my zooligans
he reload and shoot again, ’bout to act a fool again (fool again)
grab the tool and win, put me in the mosh-pit (die!)
on my altar, bodies getting altered
come take a journey to the mental of a monster (monster)
no apathy, plotting while they laugh at me
disconnect their cortex
send them to the vortex
[bridge: (possessed) cheryl (the evil dead)]
die! like the others before you, one by one, we will take you
you will die, die! like the others before you, one by one, we will take you
you will die, die!

[verse 2: boondox]
i’m a mercenary
sick with the headshot
if deuce and deathstroke woulda hit yo ass with a deadshot
get on my list and shoot to the top of the deadpool
anybody get in my way them motherf-ckers is dead too (die!)
stare down the barrel of the barren hole yo ass is toast
one shot and your soul done left
if that’s your f-cking body ghost
but patrick swayze ain’t gon’ say, “yeah i’m unloading b-tch”
i got that spirit seek a hollow point with this loaded tip (die!)
they saw the death and i’m the best at leaving holes inside your chest the size of lies that you was told when you brought that armor-plated vest
yes (i am a k!ller for hire)
i’m scoping out all of these roaches, f-cking k!ll it with fire (die!)
don’t need no contract
naw, i get high off the contact, of gunpowder showers
i’m addicted to combat
and bodies leaking, now i’m speaking to my enemies
i’m sick of preaching and your death be the remedy

[outro: (possessed) cheryl (the evil dead)]
die! like the others before you, one by one, we will take you
you will die, die! like the others before you, one by one, we will take you
you will die, die!

- bukshot

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