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letra de morgue - cali m

body bag, body bag, body bag, morgue (glllltt bow)
shoot em up, blow they heads…. off (aye aye)
load a clip, air the block, war (glllllt bow)
let that…. register… more. (aye aye)
body bag, body bag, body bag, morgue (glllltt bow)
shoot em up, blow they heads…. off (aye aye)
load a clip, air the block, war (glllltt bow)
let that…. register… more. (aye aye)
body bag, body bag, body bag,

two different lanes, two different styles
can’t name a n-gga that’s f-cking with cal
we are not cool, we are not pals
you know my body stop f-cking around (uhn)
body bag, morgue
i dare you to see what’s in store
sending your soul to the lord
he getting boomed from the door
man i been a pro with the toolie moving
& i ride with n-ggas like i’m uber pooling
n-ggas lack drive, yeah they truly losing
n-ggas want smoke, but really who could (hookah) do it?
this the end of the end, dead’ll be all of ya friends
vanish in air with the wind
i air for the win, came for another top 10
making them panic again
never question my hunger, my n-gga don’t have to wonder, i get the bag i double up, try to reach me
armageddon forever, i’m never bitter, i’m better, my body different, i’m clever, you’ll never beat me
if they come out they body, im backing out with the shotty and watch i put em in line just like i’m a neat freak
left the body unheard of, i get away with the murder, i take em over the edge just like a reese’s

i’m black and i’m king, it’s beyond said (beyonce) i’m lemonade
hitting your front then your side like the renegade
f-ck who against me or hate me, or feel a way
washing you n-ggas then scr-pe off my dinner plate
body you featherweights,body’ll levitate
none of your stats will compare to my resume
b-tches be h-lla fake
send you to heaven’s gates
come for the pop then i turn into reginae
whoa! henny got me lit right now
you a stand up guy? better sit back down
load up the pound, then scope from the ground, i’ll back out the 22 it’s lights out
imma put him through him the unknown, john doe
put the 9 to his back now he… rondo
let him burn for a quick steam… fronto
then i hit em with the long nose… gonzo (bow!)
f-ck all you herbs
y’all politicking, that sh-t for birds
i like the action, tell me what’s the verb?
send me the addy, tell me what’s the word?
rise to the top kicking you to the curb
turn into to ashes. put you in a urn
i am the chosen one, b-tch it was earned
you woulda thought from last ep, you learned

- cali m

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