snuff flick - cody manson lyrics
[intro: cody manson]
i hear you talkin’ all that tough sh*t, tough sh*t, tough sh*t
tr*tr*trife life, on that snuff sh*t, it’s snuff sh*t, it’s snuff sh*t
i hear you talkin’ all that tough sh*t, tough sh*t, tough sh*t (lsp!)
tr*tr*trife life, on that snuff sh*t, it’s snuff sh*t, it’s snuff sh*t (trife life!)
look! look! look!
[verse 1: cody manson]
tr*trife life, that’s the cavalry (that’s the cavalry)
i keep a cannon on my side ’cause i refuse to be a casualty
school of hard knocks, i pimp smack the whole faculty (b*tch!)
slap my meat across yo b*tch grill, call it applebee’s
last of a dying breed, there won’t be any after me (nuh uh)
never ran from sh*t except the police, they ain’t catching me (uh uh)
everybody on my d*ck back then used to laugh at me (for real)
now they baby mamas linin’ up to throw some ass at me (that’s facts)
i’m goin’ stupid but i’vе been a fool (been a fool)
i’m breaking laws and i’m bendin’ rules (bеndin’ rules)
you actin’ hard till that pistol in yo jaw like some dental tools
oh you shining b*tch? take that off, run them jewels (yeah), that’s mine now
am i ’bout that life? you ’bout to find out
while you starin’ down the barrel of a .45, shinedown (hahaha)
i used to hustle white girl, amy winehouse (yeah)
plain jane rollie, put your ass in timeout (yeah)
[chorus: cody manson]
i hear*i hear you talking all that tough sh*t (all that tough sh*t)
boy, you just a hoe and we know you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t (you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t, nah! nah!)
trife life, on that snuff sh*t (on that snuff sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
we’ll turn your whole party to a snuff fl!ck (to a snuff fl!ck, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
i hear you talking all that tough sh*t (all that tough sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
boy, you just a hoe and we know you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t (you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t, nah! nah!)
trife life, on that snuff sh*t (on that snuff sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
we’ll turn your whole party to a snuff fl!ck (to a snuff fl!ck, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
[verse 2: cody manson]
green dreads, b*tch, i’m trained to go
stuck your nose up in my business, that’s when i was broke (can’t f*ck with me)
you ain’t really ’bout that action, you don’t want the smoke (you don’t want the smoke)
leave you layin’ in the hospital, a vegetable (be careful tho)
no, i don’t do no sneak dissing, i say sh*t intentional (nah)
you claimin’ what you gonna do but you don’t ever execute (nah)
i’ll hit you up and whoever’s standing right next to you (watch out, watch out)
cl!ck clack pow pow! b*tch i’ll make a mess of you
try to steal my cheese so i had to set a rat trap (yeah!)
hit ’em with a buckshot, blew out all his back fat
bullet in his forehead, blood stains up on his snapback
you just mad ’cause i don’t f*ck with you and that’s facts (facts)
i got you all up in your feelings like a pregnant b*tch (like a pregnant hoe)
can’t accept the fact that you just washed up and irrelevant (you irrelevant)
i’ll cop a pack, hit a trap until i sell a zip (yeah! yeah! yeah!)
before you ever see me swing from someone else’s d*ck
[chorus: cody manson]
i hear you talking all that tough sh*t (all that tough sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
boy, you just a hoe and we know you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t (you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t, nah! nah!)
trife life, on that snuff sh*t (on that snuff sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
we’ll turn your whole party to a snuff fl!ck (to a snuff fl!ck, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
i hear you talking all that tough sh*t (all that tough sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
boy, you just a hoe and we know you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t (you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t, nah! nah!)
trife life, on that snuff sh*t (on that snuff sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
we’ll turn your whole party to a snuff fl!ck (to a snuff fl!ck, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
[verse 3: darby o’trill]
to most, where you body goes is a mystery
but i know there’s a piece of you driftin’ in some chicken grease
i turn my enemies to piglet feed
b*tch i’m * b*tch i’m white trash from the trailer park of misery
i p*ssed on some paper and assault it, that’s some lucy
cut*cut your back with rat poison, now you’re feeling woozy
you’re an idiot, flexing fake gucci
everybody knows that you’re a certified goofy
you gon’ wake up in a room, camera pointed at you
your lips suckin’ the tube of an industrial vacuum
you just p*ssed on the chair that you strapped to
blood on my tattoos after i hack you
swamp rats, trife life, team snuff, cultsh*t
snuff fl!cks which you ’bout to star in, dumb b*tch
power tools, f*ck a gun, b*tch (f*ck a gun, b*tch)
i’ll turn your motherf*ckin’ body into crumbs, b*tch
[chorus: cody manson]
i hear you talking all that tough sh*t (all that tough sh*t)
boy, you just a hoe and we know you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t (you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t, nah! nah!)
trife life, on that snuff sh*t (on that snuff sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
we’ll turn your whole party to a snuff fl!ck (to a snuff fl!ck, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
i hear you talking all that tough sh*t (all that tough sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
boy, you just a hoe and we know you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t (you ain’t gon’ buck sh*t, nah! nah!)
trife life, on that snuff sh*t (on that snuff sh*t, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
we’ll turn your whole party to a snuff fl!ck (to a snuff fl!ck, yeah! yeah! yeah!)
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