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pissonyourhead, pt. 2 - killeddy lyrics

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[intro]
ugh fine

[main verse]
i need a medic
cause i wanna bring that boy back when i dead him
eight*inches, my knife finna shred him
now he’s on the floor tryna swing, so pathetic
stomp him, then tell his b*tch to do better
ay, i’m the hot f*ckin topic
heard he was an old head i put him into hospice
and felt upon his daughter cause she told me she was gothic
e*boy chains finna choke her to exhaustion

turn this b*tch into world war 3
pull up at the function, not the middle east
knife in the mosh, i don’t keep the f*ckin peace
text wife, put a p*ssy boy to sleep
she do a tik*tok on my d*ck, if you lookin for your b*tch
you can look for where i said
(okay)
you can get stomped in a bit, he should’ve stayed at home
now he’s dead in a pit like*

f*ck me, i’m all out of enemies
f*ck that, see my fist til’ he can’t see
no team, roll alone til’ my wrist bleed
she a fiend cause my d*ck it can rip jeans
i’ll pass to the team, scum bag, i run fades every week
that boy, he think sh*t sweet, til i, send him up sh*t’s creek

[outro]
hahaha
f*ckers!

- killeddy lyrics

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