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letra de underground volume - sayrex

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[verse 1]
666 right on my neck, i livin’ in the f-ckin’ h-ll
never mercy, never eat a guts from plate, only from the flat
combinated vendor, 2 sides from the h-lla
k!ll and trade a guts, k!ll and trade a souls on the same pack (the art)
look a like i never cultivated manners, never lose a bad (b-tch)
b-tch, imma up down the sick

[bridge]
wake up, jump on the day
take him, jump on his head
give him these girls, but he still fappin’
tryna run away but you on a facted
yey, yey, smokin’ on ’em in the night (bag-, ba-)
rollin’ my blunt all night and i cute these b-tches from fight (ba-)

[pre-verse]
baggin’ all these dirty b-tches and you get a wake up of a bad smellin’
what the f-ck you pickin’? bleedin’ in your crib or goin’ in the bad trippin’
with the devil son, it’s me, b-tch
why you take a blade? for show how you can miss it?
ay, 187, b-tch, i never ever sleepin’

[verse 2]
big wall, where’s you lead vocal?
ay, son, are you winnin’, son? f-ck your reason’s
ay, f-ck your reason’s (f-ck it up)

- sayrex

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