i.e.d 2.0 - cursed lyrics
[intro]
in the dirt, incinerate
all the fakes imitate
[verse]
i’m boutta f*ckin explode
grab a mag and reload
comin hot
boutta drop
from a m*th*f*ckin drone
one call from a phone
lock em down in tha zone
red wire, blue wire
turn to a headstone
goin out like you know
it’s dat doomshop flow
go and hit tha f*ckin door
now tha spot botta blow
make a call
gotta chill on tha mothaf*ckin low
10 toes
neva fold
make it rain
make it snow
gang sold, neva told
got ma head feelin bold
witta 9mm
wit this sh*t neva cold
backday, catch a soul
will quick scope a foe
buring fire in a hole
30 seconds gotta go
felt tha pain long ago
best believe i pack a punch
ain’t no just fo f*ckin show
like the flow i go bersеrk
name cursed
it’s tha birth name
deep inside tha dirt
put еm on a f*ckin shirt
sixset
don’t get murked
[outro]
in the dirt, incinerate
all the fakes imitate
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