letra de mystical reaper - mv$3ff3xt
evil b-tches give me pleasure
cease that she don’t f-ck with that
but follow me into the dead
ima take your last breath
on your knees
load a pistol grip and bust ya in the chest
begging please, for another chance
but i can’t do that
i’ll bodybag that ass up
you b-tches playing, catch up
you know ya ain’t sh-t though
you hold this [?]
you must’ve heard [?] with your day job
devil in my head
i ain’t never f-cking scared
of you punk, motherf-ckers, load the pump up on you bustas
droppin’ the bodies in acid deboning them tearing them up like jason
bodies that pay from the torture like [?] scrеaming out for someone to save, thеm
smith and wesson at 3:57 for that motherf-ckers chasing
leave ’em in blood then i got to get away cause i’m down to catch no cases
roll up to your f-cking place, hit you where you f-cking stay
all i ever feel is hate, you gotta go there’s no escape
get it split it roll and hit it
buck ’em slump ’em f-ck ’em dump ’em
drop yo’ ass, at the spot
motherf-cker never love a b-tch
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