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fear me [feat. jaeger] [prod. axelbloodyaxel] - krazed (producer) lyrics

krazed;
coming back again and know we aiming for your head right?
know we got the blunt lit when we creep in the middle of night
anybody throwing shade just know that i will make you burn
and if you didnt know our names then maybe you should f*cking learn
know we steped up in the building
ill equiped and ready to die
we strapped up like some soldiers homie
we dont do drive bys
you see im posted most the time
so you can find me where i stay
most of you other rappers fake
yeah i can see it in yo face
i wont dodge that f*cking place
avoid destruction, get erased
if you wanna go to war fool itll be nothing except
the f*cking fire burning
crosses turning
skin now inside out you learning
victim of my tendencies your funeral next week is certian
i already told your ass that im straight out da grave
zombified motherf*cker, son of the decay
devour all your organs, leave yo bones up on display
tell me why yo b*tch got my sh*t on replay
cause im bumpin through the streets of every motherf*cking city
if you got inside my head on purpose i show you no pity
you a hoe inside my mind and so a hoe is how ill treat ya
if you wanna know what happen next you gonna meet the reaper
jaeger;
move b*tch
get the f*ck up out my way
meet the tool b*tch
gonna stab you in the face
im from the zoo b*tch
call me the pale orangutan
gon spark the j, quick
like freddy im gon end yo day
imma fillet ya
and turn your body into yummy bits
i dont need no shootas, im the masta with extended clips
ravenous and thirsty for the flesh, im talkin steak n sh*t
whiskey on the rocks to top it off, ill puff n take a sip
shootin like cowards, fraid you’ll get knocked on yo ass
ill take you on just like a man, pop one and two in a flash
when you come to, its up to you how you gon handle the past
you aint a man, you just a b*tch, talkin with all of that sass
b*tch you aint ridin
actin like you is the dawg
come on and slide then
lets see you and your mob
you b*tches triflin
you best start prayin to god
ya, jaeger spyin
mothaf*cka at large, fear me
krazed;
i already told your ass that im straight out da grave
zombified motherf*cker, son of the decay
devour all your organs, leave yo bones up on display
tell me why yo b*tch got my sh*t on replay

- krazed producer lyrics

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