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letra de game of death - mista doesha

[verse 1: mista doseha]
let’s imagine all the madness happening once the game begun
me and grewsum ’bout to do ’em, grewsum murder everyone
if it’s loud in our surroundings, here’s a way to turn it down
get to busting in a crowd, everybody quiet now
lay ’em down and get to serving rounds packaged in a clip
keep my thumb around the lever, flip the automatic switch
and when she spit i get embarrassed like i gave it to her quick
she forgive me ‘causе i always let her talk a little sh-t
shе a trip doing them dirty, she flirty and always be giving them brain
here is the thing, she want to speak, i just pull on the trigger and hear what she saying
you can’t evade all of the clapping that’s happening, empty the clip and reload
this is a game that we play with your life and your soul, letting a murder unfold
if i said it, then i meant it, gettin’ to it done and fearing
death will be your only sin, it’s been an issue from the beginning
i admit this sucker sh-t, it had me livid for a minute
lord forgive ’em if we sin and take they soul if they won’t finish

[chorus: mista doesha]
they say that i should be ashamed of the evil that i’ve done
chopping bodies into pieces, bag ’em up after i’m done
love the sound a saw is making when it’s tearing through the flesh
you gon’ be the next contestant in this bl–dy game of death
they say that i should be ashamed of the evil that i’ve done
chopping bodies into pieces, bag ’em up after i’m done
love the sound a saw is making when it’s tearing through the flesh
you gon’ be the next contestant in my bl–dy game of death
[verse 2: grewsum]
i’m f-ckin’ crazy, bet i’m the one that they all run away from
running up my numbers in this bl–dy game of death
blades serrated, limbs get separated, bl–dy face a mess
i’ve been crazy since the ’80’s and i ain’t ashamed of sh-t
come here, lady, let’s get medicated blazing on this spliff
once she hits it and gets faded, i’m amazing with my gift
on this occasion i’m just spazzing with this razor in my grip
collecting faces like ed gein is when he’s making a new ‘fit
cut ’em, cut ’em! f-ck n0body don’t love him, get your body, no running
that cardio did your body no good ’cause you still got caught up and locked up and gutted
just slop in a bucket, that’s what you end up becoming
that’s not the fate that you wanted, you f-cked up and stumbled into me
i’m nutty as f-ck and i don’t need a drum for percussion
i’ll beat the f-ck out of ’em, keeping the tempo the same as the track
that i’m making right now on ’em
the saw and the sound that it’s making is my favorite soundtrack for takin’ them out to it
f-ckin’ up counterfeits, takin’ them down a peg
leave ’em without a head, bleeding up out of it
you’re just a pile of sh-t no one’s about to miss
doesha, let’s show ’em there’s no getting out of this

- mista doesha

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