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savages - m.m.m.f.d. lyrics

[verse 1: insane poetry]
violence and murder, homie, i’m blazing hot trails
codename death, the beijing c*cktail
break bread with the son of son of sam cyco
rap’s nephilim, dark god of pestilence
i pack sh*t like a colostomy bag
you n*ggas act b*tch ’cause you possibly f*g
psychologically mad, bodies get bagged in the bas*m*nt
like aqua net with a tec, face it, we come to spray wigs
i see you agents that stuck up in the matrix
we dropped gorilla feces driving them ape sh*t
the apostle with visions not from the gospel
pistol grip gun*blast smoke coming out the nostrils
critics eyes grilling we cheesing ’em like nachos
third bass weasel mcs i’m hollering “pop goes the llama”
nickname lava, ’cause i got them hot flows
paint this masterpiece of murder, psycho picasso

[chorus: insane poetry]
we gon’ get ’em (we gon’ get ’em)
we gon’ k!ll ’em (we gon’ k!ll ’em)
we gon’ let the blood spill, he’s a motherf*cking victim
he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he gon’ choke (he gon’ choke)
and his family’s gonna grieve and that’s all she wrote
we are savages (we are savages)
we are savages (we are savages)
we are savages (we are savages)
nothing but savages
he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he gon’ choke (he gon’ choke)
and his family’s gonna grieve and that’s all she wrote
uhh!
[verse 2: scum]
don’t give a f*ck about your god like a newborn virgin, logic
i’m deadly serious like diseases that are neurologic
sick and s*d*stic like my letter sign is btk
gonna sn*tch your death that is on my breath when i burp that tasty cake
i’m a dead man walking stalking models like a paparazzi
and i eat their meat don’t hate myself for that like a jewish n*z*
in a savage world, gotta be a savage to remain on top
gotta walk on corpses reppin’ lsp and i never stop
’til the day i drop then i pray a cop with a trigger finger itch
finna take my life like i take a wife when i go to bang that b*tch
when i take their kids to my house in pain and leave in a garbage bag
that’s far too heavy for me to carry and that i have to drag
that sh*t’s so heavy like a motherf*ckin’ slayer riff
better say a prayer for they souls when i drop it off a cliff
i’ma watch it fall in the river underneath and watch it splash
i’m disposing corpses way more often than you take out trash

[chorus: insane poetry]
we gon’ get ’em (we gon’ get ’em)
we gon’ k!ll ’em (we gon’ k!ll ’em)
we gon’ let the blood spill, he’s a motherf*cking victim
he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he gon’ choke (he gon’ choke)
and his family’s gonna grieve and that’s all she wrote
we are savages (we are savages)
we are savages (we are savages)
we are savages (we are savages)
nothing but savages
he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he gon’ choke (he gon’ choke)
and his family’s gonna grieve and that’s all she wrote
uhh!
[verse 3: gravedigger]
digger! don’t make me a master manipulator
drag you out the elevator, dump you in an incinerator (woo)
this sh*t candy, what you want to die? now or later (yeah)
’cause now you at the edge of the lake fighting the alligator
i got the finishing move i win with it i grab your arms
spin with it, i’m you, kick ryu, kick like ken did it
now who the f*ck opened the door and let the felon in?
i’m k!lling every one of them and that’s word to my melanin
with my boy cyco things just might go (yeah)
way to the left on some freddy and michael
myers sh*t, don’t ever try this sh*t
in the presence of your own home even if you’re alone
got the desert and it’s all chrome, aim it right at your dome
i call your house and i go k!ll whoever picked up the phone
i’m invincible whenever i got this knife and this tec with me
you can bury yo ass out in the backyard out in schenectady

[chorus: insane poetry]
we gon’ get ’em (we gon’ get ’em)
we gon’ k!ll ’em (we gon’ k!ll ’em)
we gon’ let the blood spill, he’s a motherf*cking victim
he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he gon’ choke (he gon’ choke)
and his family’s gonna grieve and that’s all she wrote
we are savages (we are savages)
we are savages (we are savages)
we are savages (we are savages)
nothing but savages
he gon’ die (he gon’ die)
he gon’ choke (he gon’ choke)
and his family’s gonna grieve and that’s all she wrote
uhh!
[verse 4: redrum]
gone redrum from being r*t*rd to rip your squad
and take your head off like the n*gga ichabod with the claws
if you gon’ sell your soul, read the clause
we them boys dragging bodies to the morgues
we ain’t got respect for your laws, they ain’t ours
those is yours, the system is a fraud
truth is you will slay the aruba overlords
from babylon to the land of nod, n*ggas nod
you can’t deny the sh*t i spit is hard
what’s realer than the realization that we livin’ in a giant graveyard?
somebody told you something different, then that n*gga lied
you finna take a wicked ride, h*ll is lit inside
so come and sit besides death then get liquefied
we on the triple six b*tch what it looking like?
oh you ain’t know we got you zombies out of brooklyn right?
take your head off like what happened to the f*ckin’ light?

- m m m f d lyrics

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