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pyramid - delirium (rapper) lyrics

[chorus]
three points to this sh*t
somethin’ like a pyramid
you a p*ssy, you a b*tch and i’m taking off your wrist
i just put red dot up on a p*ssy’s forehead
that gonna make a headshot
and and that gonna make him drop dead

[verse]
and i just brought the cutter out
you f*cking with the top chef
couple different colors in the blunt, smoking top shelf
link up with your girl, i think she really tryna drop neck
i just left the show, got them asking did i drop yet
p*ssies need a drop set, they can’t move this weight
and i just walked with that dark black metal on my waist
i know a bit about regret and now i never hesitate
a .223 gonna hit his body, make him fall or levitate
had a change of mind statе, i’ve been up five days
got a fixed fatе, i can’t change my ways
stepped in h*lls gate, watch them burn in the flames
i call the choppa gordon ramsey ’cause it’s eating gourmet
got it eating all day
motherf*ckers getting buried
catching all these bodies i’ma need a cemetery
choppa got a big foot, stomping like a yeti
he was talking out his mouth turn his brains into confetti
and i ain’t never on the block, boy, i’m lurking in my tomb
smoking black magic blunts, hit the fumes and i exhume
who the f*ck stepping up?
boy, you f*cking with the cult
p*ssies going over board and sink the boat i’m about to float
boy, you f*cking with the grim reaper, soul stealer, aboutta up the street sweeper
crypt keeper gripping on the heater like i’m too eager
i got two black blades right beside me in the two seater
i got two shots on them, find they body with a heat seeker
[bridge]
smoking suicidal blunts in the back of the 95
drop the windows on my sh*t when i’m bumping on suicide
will i live or will i die? b*tch, i’m f*cking up cheque
smoking three point fives, having visions of my death
i know the reaper in the shadows so i’m sleeping with a
and i got demons right beside me, they can handle all the
i put that ice around my neck i’m tryna freeze my self to
i’m smoking dead man blunts, put a hole up in my

[verse 2]
smoking suicidal blunts in the back of the 95
drop the windows on my sh*t when i’m bumping on suicide
will i live or will i die? b*tch, i’m f*cking up cheque
smoking three point fives, having visions of my death
i know the reaper in the shadows so i’m sleeping with a tech
and i got demons right beside me, they can handle all the rest
i put that ice around my neck i’m tryna freeze my self to death
i’m smoking dead man blunts, put a hole up in my chest

[chorus]
three points to this sh*t
somethin’ like a pyramid
you a p*ssy, you a b*tch and i’m taking off your wrist
i just put red dot up on a p*ssy forehead
that gonna make a headshot
and and that gonna make him drop dead
three points to this sh*t
somethin’ like a pyramid
you a p*ssy, you a b*tch and i’m taking off your wrist
i just put red dot up on a p*ssy forehead
that gonna make a headshot
and and that gonna make him drop dead

- delirium rapper lyrics

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