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letra de mortality - k-9 unit (group)

[intro: hsinjuku]
i’m here to make music not friends
step the f-ck away from me if you don’t want your life to end
whats up with everybody sucking d-ck
i didn’t sign up for this sh-t
take your compliment i spit in your face and you smile with it

[verse 1: hsinjuku]
what is that?
it smells like f-cking b-tch in here
get off your f-cking stool you ain’t a higher tier
you disappear as soon as you sense conflict
you look guilty, you a convict
come and stand your man
you’re a silent actor just like ann doran
f-ck you and your f-cking attitude
i choose not to associate with you
you f-cking hypocrite
come and get your serving of truth
i’ll be sure to spit in it
whats the f-cking matter with you
see them pills?
consider it you little b-tch

[verse 2: slen]
when push comes to shove i’ll admit, (ay, ay!)
you a sleek get that pills off for me (off for me!)
we’ll pull up, y’all better have a brain. (ay, ay!)
10 bullets, split your head boy, hit that [?] (ay!)
i don’t f-ck with just anybody, i don’t hang with these lames
ain’t afraid to catch a body, got no time for your games
you will never be upon a radar
act a fool, i’ll pull up with the a-r
p-ssies, run from me ay
its k-9 till death
[verse 3: k!ll ebola, snakepitch]
they tried to put me in a trap, with this cringy metal rap
why’d you yell them basic lyrics, why’d you think that this sh-t slap
if you wanna k!ll me faster, all you gotta do is ask
crossing across the f-cking streets
stumbled staring at my life
cause’ i don’t care if i get hit
i don’t care about a b-tch
if she send another message
imma throw it off the bridge
imma dive in with the b-tch
i don’t wanna f-cking live
but for now i f-cking have to
might as well make use of it cause its

k-9, nine hounds blacked out right now
k-9, nine hounds blacked out right now
k-9, nine hounds blacked out right now (yeah)
k-9, nine hounds blacked out right now

[verse 4: snakepitch]
force fed in the face, 20 shots to your head
snakepitch got it going crazy, [?]

[verse 5: apache]
k-9 unit special forces like we some wardogs
try to find out where the corpse was
blood is on the doorkn-b
tried to flee but i shot
got no remorse
when i’m chopping up this wh0re
when i’m going into war
kick your head in the curb
my mood is do not disturb
and my mind constantly blurred
who tryna get himself buried
[verse 6: fabi dhabi]
f-ck you
i’ma dove you
you gon’ talk all that sh-t but won’t come through
i’m a murderer cause i have to
keep my hands on your neck till you turn blue
f-ck you
i’ma dove you
you gon’ talk all that sh-t but won’t come through
i’m a murderer cause i have to
keep my hands on your neck till you turn blue

- k 9 unit group

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