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budhero - killeddy lyrics

[intro]
i’m tired, can we do this tomorrow?
yuh
eddy, this beat sounds like sh*t!
ay

[verse]
clocked in, what the f*ck is up, you pop tart?
pop a handle on your head in the f*ckin’ walmart
in the function with your b*tch, ’cause my pockets paul blart
posted up, in her guts, she’ll let me tear it all apart
no, i’m not a rockstar, i’m not an artist
i’m just a soundcloud jit, making garbage
you and your boys ultra soft, no charmin
pull up, squad wipe, smoke ’em down, like a cartridge
f*ckboy, pay respect
talking sh*t, i’ll beat you to the ground, like police men
your girl’s steady, playing with my jock, like recess
hating on me from the f*cking corner, you’re a reject

[bridge]
i heard you talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, talkin’ that horse sh*t
i’ll bash your head with a f*cking handle of morgan’s
i heard your b*tch comin’ ’round me, comin’ in orbit
get in her guts, ’cause i feel like goin’ explorin’
[chorus]
i heard you talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, talkin’ that horse sh*t
i’ll bash your head with a f*cking handle of morgan’s
i heard your b*tch comin’ ’round me, comin’ in orbit
get in her guts, ’cause i feel like goin’ explorin’
i heard you talkin’ sh*t ’bout me, talkin’ that horse sh*t
i’ll bash your head with a f*cking handle of morgan’s
i heard your b*tch comin’ ’round me, comin’ in orbit
get in her guts, ’cause i feel like goin’ explorin’
(yuh)

- killeddy lyrics

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