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letra de 993 - witchouse 40k

[intro]
xietto
soulker

[verse 1: witchouse 40]
pull up with a curse in a he-rs-
put em on a shirt
got back and your body in the dirt
hands in your pockets and hands in your purse
i been robbing and dropping down
walking the earth
i ain’t kneel til i’m doubling the turnout b-tch
you can [?] we never gone work out
f-ck a droptop
i be in the he-rs- when i swerve out
imma catch your body go to work
off with his mouth
heard that you running your mouth
b-tch imma spit in her mouth
come in the [?] like i come through with the [?]
run with the pack like i run through your house
flip me a brick and i smoke me an ounce
if he [?]
i am the king you can see on the crown
and my glock got an extension make yo shots count
yeah, ay
imma get rich off the loud, ay
i got a b-tch from the crowd, ay
said that she wanted a [?]
but she didn’t have enough clout, yeah
i put a gun to your mouth, yeah
i’m in the walls like a mouse, yeah
i just got blood on my [?], oh
and i just got blood on my [?]
tats on my wrist i been feeling so worthless
i caught me a case and i think that it’s worth it
hunting for snakes got me looking for serpents
building a bridge and i’m starting to burn it
i got a pirate with tats on her throat
open her coffin and spit on her bones
i won her heart without taking her soul away
shawty gon f-ck when she want [?]

[verse 2: warlord colossus]
i don’t really like the energy that you been f-cking with
i’m coming and i send em in the cold (ooh)
creepy crawling walking out the dark spooky skeleton
we come and kick the dirt up on the [?] (ooh)
look up and pray to my [?]
talk to my dead friends they talk a lot
think i might visit they [?]
i’m hearing voices too often

coming out the cemetery
boy you thought it was a sanctuary
pop a couple sedetaries with a [?] oh
got me feeling slow
i don’t wanna talk about it though
how you gonna get me on the show
all on my own
i selling reposts and go to the store
i do not deal with the devil no more
i do this sh-t by my lone
h-llhound militia they come for the throat
i’m blowing smoke
look over my shoulders for all of my enemies
stay on my toes
not comatose
popping that molly
that sh-t caught me nauseous
i’m holding my throat
uh, uh, uh
(popping that molly
that sh-t caught me nauseous
i’m holding my throat
uh, uh, uh)

- witchouse 40k

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