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letra de blood money - s1eg3cl4n records

[intro: silverballer]
i made your life feel useless, so god d-mn useless
but i made your soul stop feeling pain
i didn’t do it as a favor, it wasn’t written in the paper
where all the blood money came

[verse 1: silverballer]
i didn’t ask for such a life that my head has got to carry
but you’ll be crying when you see my f-cking guns’ eyes staring
i’m not afraid to get my suit dirty, it’s my job after all
let’s see if cops can identify the blood i left on your f-cking wall
you talk like you been outraged. like everyone spits on your face
like you’re not the motherf-cker who deserved to get sprayed
but i’ll make sure to bring the tape, shut your mouth and just take
every single f-cking thing that you find great
now i think you deserved it, it wasn’t just an act of wrath
i wouldn’t vaguely let a corpse drop without something back
so here’s the body, here’s the blood, here’s the print and here we go
time to pay up what you got, you see the target’s on the floor

[verse 2: silverballer]
i disrespect lives, makes sense that i should count
but your life’s loss was just a raise to my bank account
you’re asking for decency, you don’t know sh-t about me
i might get a little insane if you question my abilities
i love to grill and drill, love to withdraw and steal
a little jesus doesn’t hurt when you’re filled with a streak of k!lls
do you know what makes you weak? do you know why you are still alive?
silverballer loves to spare, but he also loves to lie..
dual ‘ballers in the pockets, ready to shoot any targets
hide their bodies in the closet and cover the blood with carpets
escape clean, pressure relieved. money wired, filled up with treats
‘cuz i just took a life away over a big–ss green piece. (oh)

[chorus: silverballer]
i made your life feel useless, so god d-mn useless
but i made your soul stop feeling pain
i didn’t do it as a favor, it wasn’t written in the paper
where all the blood money came
i made your life feel useless, so god d-mn useless
but i made your soul stop feeling pain
i didn’t do it as a favor, it wasn’t written in the paper
where all the blood money came

- s1eg3cl4n records

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