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Morbid - текст песни



Morbid


My practical solution to shmucks beefin' is sinkin' my teeth in the flesh of ya

neck like Dracula seducin' sluts



And bite a piece of flesh off, but now you could have aids, I'd rather make you

a cadaver with blades



I write the followin' raps to you cats that bite swallow and jack, and recite

rhymes on the mic without aknowledgin' facts



I won't be reluctant to pull out the knife tucked in...my waste, up in the

place, leave it stuck in ya face, fuck em



I find it difficult, to not be dispicable to minds that are typical



Fuck financial assistance, a man's existence revolves around survival that

evolves into a hustler with substantial buisness



My attitude is improper, like a skin popper, stickin' a blade on the top of a

skull of an imposter



Since created at birth, I've hated the earth, livin' in a society of anxiety

makes it worse



(chorus) Morbid, like Mordrid holdin' a chainsaw kid ready to do a gore bid

We keep it morbid, off some more shit, get ya jaw split with blood drippin'

outta ya forehead - repeat



Its worth while, for you to peep a verse thats vile, you could learn something

from watching a perverted person's style



My versatile verses are like curses that give you wild urges to worship belile



Beef with me you cant stay the same, you'll have to change ya name, change ya

sex, rearrange ya frame



Take a plane to somewhere strange if you plan on keepin' ya cranium containin'

ya brain



Your fuckin' dome will give in, with the turnakit wrapped around ya, you're

underground kid, ya the artist formerly known as livin'



You're the past like yesterday, blast ya chest away, your positive HIV test is

gay



And stop hip hoppin, you're dick jockin', you stick cock in ya mouth and rock

chick stockings



So die, its all about evil raps and weapons, money and sluts, with gats

strapped by the intestines



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