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wicked - city morgue lyrics

[intro: zillakami]
is that shoki on the beat?
h*llsing
yeah

[pre*chorus: zillakami]
you might fold under pressure
i can’t be the one to be a ho, n*gga, please stay silent
put a couple bullet holes in your stretcher
you can’t walk around when i’m in your town ,come back

[chorus: zillakami]
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya

[verse 1: zillakami]
and i don’t like y’all n*ggas for no reason
and i’m tired of y’all f*ck n*ggas breathin’
you snitch ass n*ggas, y’all commitin’ treason
make your leather red, just like it’s k!ller season, b*tch
who the f*ck you talkin’ to, you’re fake
push back a foot, buddy, that’s an accolade
they done gave me pain, turn it into lemonade
and i can’t say the same for you n*ggas
got some 5.56s in the bottom of the mag
told ’em if he see him just to up it when they pass
ain’t gonna be no witnesses, so you don’t need a mask
find some ghost guns in the bottom of the trash
[pre*chorus: zillakami]
you might fold under pressure
i can’t be the one to be a ho, n*gga, please stay silent
put a couple bullet holes in your stretcher
you can’t walk around when i’m in your town, come back

[chorus: zillakami & sosmula]
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (ewok, ewok)

[verse 2: sosmula]
i don’t wanna talk to ya (no*no)
i’ma put this f*ckin’ hawk in ya (doo*doo*doo*doo)
i’ma pull up with godzilla (vyoom*vyoom)
give you two, three shots like a bartender (bop, bop, bop, bop)
ah, burn the rubber, see the car fender (vyoom*vyoom*vyoom)
word to mother off the hard liquor (splash, splash)
k!ll your mother, k!ll your godsister (doo*doo*doo*doo)
k!ll your brother, k!ll your pops, n*gga
gingerbread man, walkin’ dead man (ewok, ewok)
watchin’ out for the fed van, i ain’t scared, man (f*ck outta here)
b*tch, i’m high like meth’ and redman, suck my eggplant
i ain’t stoppin’ at the dead end, pop him in his headband (doo*doo*doo*doo)
[pre*chorus: zillakami]
you might fold under pressure
i can’t be the one to be a ho, n*gga, please stay silent
put a couple bullet holes in your stretcher
you can’t walk around when i’m in your town, come back

[chorus: zillakami]
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya (wassup?)
i just want to talk to ya

- city morgue lyrics

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