Lxxiv - Neglect
You is a bitch, you is a opI fuckin pull up and I pop wit the glock
Break yo neck, karate chop
Buss out the coupe and watch the bodies drop
Break me from, these fucking chains
Trapped in hell and you are to blame
We in yo house, we in yo place
We got the c4, blow open your safe
Take yo loot, like I am a pirate
Fuck a glock, use a blade it is silent
Have you coffin just like you caught a virus
We bomb yo villa mothafucker we isis
Bombing shit just like we Osama
Nobody safe, we run up in yo casa
Quit talking shit, boy I don't want the drama
These bullets have you singing like you Madonna
These bullets is physical
Rip through you mental
I chamber a round with the force it exert
If you alive it's a miracle
We operate with the swiftness you can't relate
Bodies down don't you see the yellow tape
Stuck in my dungeon it's dark and damp you will soon realize that you can't escape
But do not hesitate
Better evacuate
Or this shotty will off you and nothing remain
Find ya homies and they better not disobey
Brain on the wall and their bodies left to decay
Remove the demon or your death is imminent
Poke a hole, play yo ass like an instrument
Be scared, you dont know what my mission is
Damaged mind, might just off a civilian
Written by:
Adam VanScoyk
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