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thirteen - bukshot lyrics

[intro: young wicked]
empty clips on b*tches, leave them holier than a ghost
don’t expect no less from me cuz i be doing the most (i be doing the most)
cut ’em up, cut ’em up like i was jason, michael, freddy
always ready, keep it steady, say h*llo to my machete
bi*itch!

[verse 1: s.o.n]
god ain’t gonna save you from the powers that be
ain’t no devil in the dark, the beast lurkin’, it’s me
bo*bo*body made of shadows, i am one with the blackness
am i something out of nothing or the author of madness? (ha!)
when we scream, legion reign supreme
what the f*ck you think you mean? this is our destiny redeemed
the smell of sulfur fills the room as i begin to grow in size
protections only given to the souls that have been granted eyes
the rest will all be left to die
torn apart and dead inside
rotting in their feeble minds
inside the void, nowhere to hide
the crows picking them apart
the skin, it cracks and bleeds
align with us or be like them, happy halloween

[verse 2: bukshot]
i come with a sniper rifle
don’t run, i walk like michael
when i bite you what if i go?
realize you f*ckin’ with a psycho
show and tell these weapons brag about my *rs*nal
any f*ckin’ second ’bout to hit you with that lava fool
attitude volatile, come through with a sharper tool
why you really think i’m here?
show you what i’ve got to do
blood on my hands as if i need a motive
terror, upload it
murder, i wrote it
[verse 3: ipcus pinecone (demi demaree)]
i am the one, i am the alien son
i am the one who will lead
i am the beast, i am the fallen who sees
b*tch, i am out of your league
i am the calm, i am the heir to the throne
cradles and fables and gods
i am the locusts and you are the crops
i am the one, you are not
pinecone with the m.o.b behind me
monsters, i eat on ’em like zombies
some think i’m a day walker
but i’ve been nightbreed since 1980
welcome to the twilight zone
them humans actin’ like f*ckin’ cattle
and they ain’t gonna win win win
my team is lurkin’ in the f*ckin shadows

[verse 4: bonez dubb]
b*tch you got me f*cked up they’ll know us
have a death wish, i know it show
that b*tch you heard about the one named bonez
cuz i be the one that come set your home on fire
your time expire
if you f*ck with me, my crew is actual k!llers
and they run with the b*o*n*e*z
so we’ll save you some flesh
i be cuttin’ up these necks
never claim to be the best
but i can f*ck it up with the rest
my best be different
you on that heroin
and if you think that i won’t show up at your f*ckin’ front door
b*tch i don’t play that bullsh*t
[verse 5: boondox]
i step out the catacombs
spider webs and scattered bones
k!ll ’em with a twelve gauge pump
when i dump on a punk can’t f*ck the shatter dome
players ’bout to be cadavers
don’t ever see a street i battle on
silverback gorilla with a saddle on
and ridin’ up, yellin’ “it’s babylon!”, b*tch
and i’m the king of your destruction
azrael from h*ll about to end your body functions
step up if you mad, i don’t think that you have the gumption
the eyepiece in the mag d*mn fire wrong with that assumption

[verse 6: xshy361x (shy one)]
demon diamond light shiny bright
creepy sounds be obvious
faded screams by wicked synths
tonight is horror night
if you’s like home to me
pale skin don’t be afraid of me
the darkest web i only see
i promise i won’t bite
if you can see ‘hind my eyes (i’m a carnivore)
please open up let me in (if you open up all the doors)
get sick if you think about shooting them down
for them prophets, it won’t be as good as i
the lyrical done rough up a good place to hide
dead prophets i won’t be shy
[verse 7: gibby stites]
in the underground i get much props
a word to the big homie bukshot
gonna tear sh*t down, gonna play this loud
to the crowd that was smiling a mugshot
it’ll be this way ’til october’s over
leave ’em red like a can of coca*cola
i feel possessed when i k!ll the rest
this time of year my soul is colder
f*ck you pay me, that’s the motto
they writin’ disses tryna hit the lotto
chuggin’ hatorade by the bottles
straight to the depths of h*ll they wallow
follow, follow, follow me
in the dark and try to see
ain’t n0body safe
this place turns a face
came to bring pain on halloween

[verse 8: c*mob]
if you f*ck with the thirteen
i’m no earthling and i’m thirsting for your blood
always been frustratin’ but the church schemes
so i’m lurking with a grudge
venom dispersing, hear the worst screams
evil’s lurking with that grudge
bodies the he*rs* brings to the church
cling to the hurt feign for their love
too many rappers now but they suck c*ck
but the dope ones don’t get enough props
all of this bullsh*t really must stop
i know they don’t want it with bukshot
and they don’t want it with c*mob
cuz i will be causin’ your guts to rupture
you just a buster
the pain that i bring is too much to muster

[verse 9: skribbal]
your death is a breath away breeze
spirits that feed corrupting my soul that i seize
stuck in the cell and can’t plead
fire release pure
i f*ck ’bout to stab your peace
finally releasing control of me
slowly embrace the goddess below me
y’all be living inside and them owe me
look in the mirror, no frame that can hold me
still, i’m k!lling for real
barbarian carry them all at the heel
buried in fields
settin’ them proper
get with the roster
shootin’ your ass at home like a mobster
poppin’ them pots it’s f*ckin’ at random
i shoot up your concert
it’s preacher i don’t need my holiest dag
whose spirit? that uzi the microphone wack that put you in jail

[verse 10: dieabolik the monster]
it’s f*ckin’ halloween like laurie strode with a gory hoe
i puttin’ holes inside your chest the size of oreos
leave your b*tch alive so i know the story’s told
and march the f*ckin’ gang to your crib like oh we out
‘dox with a pair of vice grips and buk with a louis slugger
and we back with a big machete and sam’s f*ckin’ pumpkin sucker
like b*tch i’m spittin’ wicked sh*t til the people’s hands spent some
turn ’em into ash like evil dead costumes, i’m gone

[verse 11: grimm gfx]
i’m the preacher of the dark commandments
and i’ma see the sun go black when the god commands it
i’ma be causin’ damage
caught up in the murderous curse of a haunted mansion
whether i’m soul trappin’ or called into action
you better go to sleep with both the lights on
make no mistake, i’m a poltergeist
and this ain’t the game you should roll the dice on
grimm elias summer of the swamp where the creature of the black lagoon has been hidin’
been violent causin’ calamity
off on a riot call from messiah
we lit a fire one, sunrise won’t be no sign of us
’cause we own the night with the fire bucks
and we gone to light when the time is up

[verse 11: cody manson]
i’ve been getting to this bag, everyday is halloween
getting sucked up by the bride of frankenstein, this b*tch got double d’s
mask on at your front door, this ain’t trick or treat
look inside my trunk, guarantee there’s a couple felonies
and on westside 216, pump sh*t up with two m16’s
just wastin’ at a motherf*cker, witch, try come and f*ck with me
and chucky tried to run off with my cream, i stabbed ’em in his spleen
put that little puddy*cat to sleep just like some ketamine

[verse 12: ritual of ether]
bro please, i f*ck these witches in threes
them p*ssy lips like a piece
i give the titties a squeeze
who couldn’t you diss in your dream?
i put a fist in your cheek
i empty a clip on your team
i cut your wrist if you reach
you should just slit ’em and bleed
i k!ll your b*tch with that b*tter
please while you sippin’ your tea
ain’t no one sicker than me
why would you listen to me?
b*tch i just go sit with the freaks
maniacal wicked and evil
i make a trick for a treat
i let the ritual reap ’em

- bukshot lyrics

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