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letra de already dead - cody manson

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already dead lyrics
[verse 1: cody manson]
it’s dinnertime, b-tch, get in line
i’m bout to use this f-ckin’ fork to pick your mind (mind)
you got open eyes, but yet still you’re blind (blind)
to the fact you just f-ck around wasting time (yeah!)
i kick it with hippies with jell-o spines
a misfit with riches, i’m doing fine (yeah)
criminal mischief committing crimes (hahaha)
if you switch up, get hit up with nickel nines
f-ck what you talking ’bout, if you take food from my daughter mouth
you gon’ end up in the slaughterhouse (slaughterhouse)
oh you thought i forgot about?
’til there’s gorillas all up in your mama house
slippin’ upside down no roll cage (roll cage)
i’m running ’em over like road rage (road rage)
i’m k!lling these hoes like i’m oj (oj)
you can choke on my d-ck ’til your throat ache

[chorus: cody manson]
you reap what you sow (you reap what you sow)
you gon’ pay for all that sh-t that you did (did)
i am the monster (i am the monster)
hiding under your bed (bed)
i wait until you sleeping
then put two in your head (bop bop)
you don’t even know it (uh uh)
but you’re already dead (dead)
you’re already dead
you don’t even know you’re already dead (dead)
put two in your head
you don’t even know you’re already dead
[verse 2: cody manson]
trife life, i’m applyin’ that pressure
the hood on my shoulders, ain’t wearing no sweatshirt (uh uh)
all those grams getting measured (measured)
got some bands in the shoebox, some bows in the dresser (dresser)
clean drugs, you can bring a tester
fire dabs, nectar collectors (yeah)
white boy ballin’, just call me professor
body bags on top of stretchers
this city’s on my back so of course i’ll win
it’s a no fly zone, i’ll shoot that porsche you in
the cocaine white like porcelain
i swim in that p-ssy, no dorsal fin
i don’t know how to act, i’m just a maniac
b-tches go crazy, i’m getting your granny whacked
rappers too sweet, i’m so sick of this candy rap
sit the f-ck down, leave them jams in your f-nny pack

[chorus: cody manson]
you reap what you sow (you reap what you sow)
you gon’ pay for all that sh-t that you did (did)
i am the monster (i am the monster)
hiding under your bed (bed)
i wait until you sleeping
then put two in your head (bop bop)
you don’t even know it (uh uh)
but you’re already dead (dead)
you’re already dead
you don’t even know you’re already dead (dead)
put two in your head
you don’t even know you’re already dead

- cody manson

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