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letra de the knife has been stuck deeper in my back - ramirez

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[hook: lord infamous]
sank
a battleship, me motherf-ckin’ m-n-script
pimp me foreigner grip to make blood drip
with clips of hollow tips
i pop these plastics and burn yo -ss like acid
sn-tch out ya f-cking eyes and put ’em in a jar like vlasic’s
sank
a battleship, me motherf-ckin’ m-n-script
pimp me foreigner grip to make blood drip
with clips of hollow tips
i pop these plastics and burn yo -ss like acid
sn-tch out ya f-cking eyes and put ’em in a jar like vlasic’s

[verse 1]
honda full of ski masks and extended clips
knock a n-gga down real quick with the 4/5th
have him on his knees begging for his life like a lil b-tch
bring out the ruger, b-tch i’m the shooter
run through yo block with my young n-gga tuger
pull out the stank with the long sharp shooter
f-cking with me then you float in the sewer
b-tch imma beast and i never get sleep cause i’m merking these streets and i’m stacking my cream
bodie a n-gga, throw him in the sea
think this a game, well you better believe
leave me alone don’t irritate me, cause i’m willing to snap and you don’t want to see
be in the spot where this sh-ts going down, and i promise there will be a lotta casualties

[hook: lord infamous]
sank
a battleship, me motherf-ckin’ m-n-script
pimp me foreigner grip to make blood drip
with clips of hollow tips
i pop these plastics and burn yo -ss like acid
sn-tch out ya f-cking eyes and put ’em in a jar like vlasic’s
sank
a battleship, me motherf-ckin’ m-n-script
pimp me foreigner grip to make blood drip
with clips of hollow tips
i pop these plastics and burn yo -ss like acid
sn-tch out ya f-cking eyes and put ’em in a jar like vlasic’s

[verse 2]
$uicide is all i think about when i lay in bed
screaming out, grey*59 until the f-cking day i’m dead
lost myself so quickly when i drank the blood and hit my head
my momma never gave a f-ck
so all these drugs done kept me fed
losing my mind when i talk to the devil
envision myself at the top of the mountain
fell from the top and the halo came off
and these demons came into my life and surrounded it
what the f-ck should i do?
i’m in the closet with the noose

[outro: lord infamous]
he slips, i swings machetes trough his arteries
i don’t leave enough of the guts for them
to be performin’ some f-ckin’ autopsies
sank
a battleship, me motherf-ckin’ m-n-script
pimp me foreigner grip to make blood drip
with clips of hollow tips
i pop these plastics and burn yo -ss like acid
sn-tch out ya f-cking eyes and put ’em in a jar like vlasic’s

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