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blades in our possession - cloroxcide lyrics

[intro]
c*lo
you’re godd*mn right

[verse 1: cloroxcide]
i*i*i*i*i be posted at yo’ house, i might just leave a p*ssy lifeless
if he talkin’ on them, then i might just cause a crisis
b*tch, i’m sniffin’ white girl, m*m*miley cyrus
if he speakin’ on the gutters, i might blow his sinus
b*b*tch, i run in wit’ a blade, i gut ’em like a fish (gutter crawlers)
f*f*find his family, serve their heads up on a dish
n*n*n*ggas act like f*ggots, get the f*ck up off my d*ck*k*k
i don’t care if you don’t like me, you a stupid little bi*i*i—
you ain’t speakin’ ’bout no money? what you talkin’ ’bout?
i keep all these gs up and my women, we gon’ run them down
stupid b*tch wanna fight, you a f*ckin’ cl*clown
i*i keep knife in my possеssion, we gon’ slice ’em down
i bе shootin’ heads, god, this thing got blowback
when i’m finished with that b*tch, can’t have no ho back
i be f*ckin’ wit’ yo’ mom ’cause she a whole bag
i be posted with the sniper, got a scope attached
i don’t care about sh*t, leave yo’ body in a ditch
and he cryin’ like a b*tch, i got blue bills, no stitch
i don’t care about sh*t, leave yo’ body in a ditch
and he cryin’ like a b*tch, i got blue bills, no stitch
you ain’t speakin’ ’bout no money? what you talkin’ ’bout?
i keep all these gs up and my women, we gon’ run them down
stupid b*tch wanna fight, you a f*ckin’ clown
i*i keep knife in my possession, we gon’ slice ’em down
[verse 2: x99]
(gutter)
t*t*tell that b*tch (gutter) she can blow me (crawler)
cut yo’ limbs up, and i slice you like bologna
all these b*tches are below me
fun fact, everybody f*ckin’ knows me
i been posted with gutters, i got a knife with me
hit you with my f*ckin’ drum, and you get spiked, fifty
keep a gat on my side, i keep it in right with me
all these b*tches f*ckin’ copy, yeah, they bite with me
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout what you say, i’ll leave you in a ditch, b*tch
pull up out the gutter, make him get f*ckin’ rich, b*tch
i make f*ckin’ bank, just look at my logistics
d*don’t f*ck with the gutters, and you end up on a hit list
k*k*k!ll you when i get my f*ckin’ siphon (godd*mn right)
find a dead body, b*tch, and i’m f*ckin’ knifin
k*k*k!ll you when i get my f*ckin’ siphon
f*f*find a dead body, b*tch, and i’m f*ckin’ knifin

[outro]
(g*g*gutter*holics mixtapes)
(did you wanna go with fiji?)

- cloroxcide lyrics

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