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letra de homicide - $courge

[ verse 1: yung $t–z ]

yuh, i’m here to rot and burn you know the truth i’m a savage
motherf-cka when i step into the booth, so f-ck a dream and
p-ssion ima put u in a coffin ima hang a motherf-cka like i’m
tying the noose, face down on the ground cuz these cops are crooked and f-ck a hoe cuz they blow moving on to better, f-ck a city and a crew cuz it’s all corrupted they d-ck ride till i shine so f-ck my city, if you ain’t a real homie get the f-ck up off me talk sh-t get hit ima f-ck u up, you ain’t sh-t lil b-tch i crucifi for fun, yuh yuh now you running right back, put on the mask while you shoot out the mac, reaper be coming my scythe threw your back, f-cking the game while yo b-tch on my lap homicide on my mind now yo b-tch in the dirt

[ verse 2: ne$$y da rose ]

i’m the grim reaper motha f-ckin limb eater p-ssy boy soul sweeper

woe beater dough seeker flow leader slow creeper yo preacher pro speaker blow reefer hoe it go steeper
who can dig a hole deeper

i got the sickest thoughts in the membrane
give you chest pain
see why i’m the sickest with the mothaf-ckin pen game

on some gotti stuff f-ck a body guard
known to break a hotties heart 7 body shots eat the body parts

ima mean teen sipping lean stripping gleam
2016 check the scene me and st–zy the supreme f-ck up your regime
coming for the cream

- courge

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