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letra de cathedral ward - ​​do not resurrect

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[intro: do not resurrect]
mercyk!ll
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: do not resurrect]
okay, hop out my way
watch out, i’m not down to play
i pop the glock at your face
brought out the wraith
pop out with blood on my blade
laugh as i watch y’all decay
i got the k, .45, with a glock 9 semi
gotta spray, hot iron
got a goth thot with me
let it rain, shots fired, not a shot gon’ hit me
got a opp block spinning like a top
rot with me, n-gga

[hook: do not resurrect]
everyone around tryna cop my st–z
never runnin’ down ‘less i got my piece
h-lla bodies found when i pop my beam
helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

[verse 1: do not resurrect]
lever gun ’em down, i do not want peace
sin city how i do ’em dirty
got a gl!ck with me, i could use a .30
let my switch hit him, watch it shoot like curry
lil’ b-tch
i got a bad b-tch, she tryna rеndez-vous
i gotta blast, ray beam got a round or two
you wanna die? say plеase, i got just the tool
to cut ’em down, nineteen bodies stackin’, dude
you never saw the best until you saw my tec
my sawed off go sawin’ through your armored vest
you lockjaw, but honestly i’m choppin’ necks
the cops found the body, but without a head
i got my savages around me
won’t be caught without my strap
keep on thumbin’ through the paper
then i rummage through ya stash
tell that boy i’ll see ya later
he ain’t never comin’ back
’cause n-ggas know i got that blade
i’ll cut ya tongue and let it flap
[hook: do not resurrect]
everyone around tryna cop my st–z
never runnin’ down ‘less i got my piece
h-lla bodies found when i pop my beam
helicopter sounds when the drop top speed
everyone around tryna cop my st–z
never runnin’ down ‘less i got my piece
h-lla bodies found when i pop my beam
helicopter sounds when the drop top speed

[verse 2: witchouse 40k]
pull up with .40, i came for the bullies
i’m ’bout all the smoke, i just bought me a new glock
aim out the cage at a free man
.762 knock ’em back to the boondocks
runnin’ ’em down to they coffin
they hide with the ghosts, see ’em turn to a dead zombie
chalk on the ground, he get smoked
but i love make believe ’cause i know that the feds watchin’
hang out the roof of the drop top
boom, boom, boom, boom!
hit the block with a sawed off
came with the boogeyman, lock, shock
smoke in the barrel, don’t care if the stocks off
i ain’t rockin’ with you p-ssy, you not ’bout that action
leave ghosts in yo’ whereabouts
came from the mud, i’m gon’ air it out
bugs in his body, i’m rotten, don’t wear it out
[chorus: do not resurrect]
okay, hop out my way
watch out, i’m not down to play
i pop the glock at your face
brought out the wraith
pop out with blood on my blade
laugh as i watch y’all decay
i got the k, .45, with a glock 9 semi
gotta spray, hot iron
got a goth thot with me
let it rain, shots fired not a shot gon’ hit me
got a opp block spinning like a top
rot with me, n-gga

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