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splinter - city morgue lyrics

[intro: zillakami]
uh-huh (uh-huh)
uh-huh, huh, oh
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh
yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah
yeah!

[chorus: zillakami]
i’m a rat k!ller, shredder, the master splinter (okay)
glock paint pictures, bl–dy up mall centers (uh-huh)
rat k!ller, shredder, the master splinter (huh?)
glock paint pictures, bl–dy up mall centers (haha)

[post-chorus: zillakami]
oh, so you got chains and you tuck ’em (what?)
show your n-ggas chickens but ain’t mothaf-ckin’ cluckin’ (haha)
oh, so you got chains and you tuck ’em (what?)
show your n-ggas chickens but ain’t mothaf-ckin’ cluckin’ (yeah)

[verse 1: zillakami]
go apesh-t, i shoot up your house, i do not party (okay)
doot-doot-doot, like we playin’ baby sharkie (w-ssup?)
search yo’ dead body, take the car keys off car keys (huh?)
i’m speedin’ out yo’ driveway, bottom ocean where i’m parkin’ (haha)

[bridge: zillakami]
rat k!ller, hunnid dollar the billa (what?)
pull up at yo’ crib and delete you ’cause i’m a sinner (what?)
rat k!ller, take yo’ family witcha (what?)
make ’em all fight to death and then k!ll the winner (okay)

[verse 2: sosmula]
you better duck-duck like we playin’ duck hunt (boom-boom)
you get your lung punched, tell me when the fun’s up (f-ck outta here)
i got my pump pumped right up in the front-front (skrrt)
leave you slump-slumped, talkin’ like some blunt dust (boom-boom)
heard you big homie but you p-ssy (f-ck outta here)
you ain’t callin’ shots on your block, you a rookie (no-no)
i’m cookin’ crack rock to a cookie (work)
[?] bunkers on my sleeve like i wiped a boogie (splash)

[pre-chorus: sosmula & zillakami]
i’m a rat k!ller (boom), heard you a master splinter (work)
somebody gotta pay to put your face up in a blender (b-tch)
i’m a crack dealer (mula) servin’ your lil’ sister (work)
use your mothaf-ckin’ bladder if i wanna paint a picture (yeah, sleezy)

[post-chorus: zillakami]
oh, so you got chains and you tuck ’em? (what?)
show your n-ggas chickens but ain’t mothaf-ckin’ clucking (haha)
oh, so you got chains and you tuck ’em? (what?)
show your n-ggas chickens but ain’t mothaf-ckin’ clucking (yeah)

- city morgue lyrics

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