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letra de count the dead - madtcult

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(attaqi)
hot like kerr, dot like k
no master we ronin like i’m tay k
but we bless these beats everyday

we be pouring, you still snoring
we are in it till the morning, we go blur
wheres them fur, too cold, cult make it turnt

(hook)
count the dead
f-ck a check
yea we makin’ waves (2x)

(king cut)
this ain’t no race
but we makin’ waves
no she wants to faze
you a prey
boy we got the juice you can have a taste

(attaqi)
count the dead
f-ck a check
yea we makin’ waves (2x)

(king cult)
this ain’t no race
but we makin’ waves
no she wants to faze
you a prey
boy we got the juice you can have a taste

(attaqi)
have a taste of my d-ck
got a juice like im big
gives zero f-cks like rick and morty tryna f-ck the universe
we fighting the boss, with our szechuan sauce, boy we leave a curse
i go spaz like i’m ye, send tidal waves like i’m jay

but i’m not hova, she not a hooker yet she a cougar
she gimme head she blow me like a hookah
f-ck no hooker, i like a cooker, at times a sucker
i ain’t cesar, but when i whisper i can get your b-tch and throat her

(lil kuzco)
get out the way cos im making new wave
chains on my neck never call me your slave

im fresh to the bone like my meat and groin
like that from the gene when u catch me im gone

homeboy neck they iced like frozone
got two bad b-tch they hot put your clothes on
dont tote nines, they homegrown

makin new wave
just like i surf
bands on me blue just like a smurf
better than you step off my turf
sippin on purp
rollin tha dice
side of the curb
never the bird
look, look, look, look

(attaqi – bridge)
get out the way cos we makin’ new waves
we rock the lane, we burnin’ like flames
i rock gucci snakes and turned it to fire
two months we in, god we are the messiah

(hook)
count the dead
f-ck a check
yea we makin’ waves (2x)

(king cult)
this ain’t no race
but we makin’ waves
no she wants to faze
you a prey
boy we got the juice you can have a taste

(attaqi)
count the dead
f-ck a check
yea we makin’ waves (2x)

(king cult)

this ain’t no race
but we makin’ waves
no she wants to faze
you a prey
boy we got the juice you can have a

tic tac toe finna made three hits in a row
i dont make friends i make foes
she got cold from all my froze

told her to sip on the act
then she gave ethic a head
plugs and clout
boy thats all i hear
lose em then you fear

just like a cantiloupe
b-tch you are going slow
they giving top so they could fit in a mob
coz they a groupie uh
smokin the kushy uh
she get so high like a kite
then she be givin her tighs
cake is bouncy uh
she wonna f-ck with the king

so she could put on a ring
they wonna f-ck with the cult
so they could get on the clout
gas on the cloud
flying nimbus on my feet
master roshi might just smoke on the gas
smoke then attack
pull up with a stick
he dont wanna f-ck with the tec
he dont wanna f-ck with the feds
dip and then water the cat
f-ck up a check
copies they text
i dont reply
but i deny
boy me makin tides

all these copies fries
all these copies fries
all these copies fries
all these copies fries

(attaqi)
hot like kerr, dot like k
no master we ronin like i’m tay k
but we bless these beats everyday

we be pouring, you still snoring
we are in it till the morning, we go blur
wheres them fur, too cold, cult make it turnt

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