drop dead - nihilist (rapper) lyrics
[intro: hatchetsaw]
a*ar on my back, the bullets gon’ pop*op*
not gonna lie, i was laughing when the girl missed her pops
you f*ggots are right at the bottom while i’m at the top*op*
[verse 1: nihilist]
scr*scream into my pillow, bet you haven’t felt this much dread
spend my own time dead as h*ll, wanna snap my f*ckin’ neck
watch me foam out of my mouth, all these oxys cure the pain
i*i*i just k!lled a couple f*ggots with no reason with no gai*i*
m4a1 in my hand, b*tch, i’m in the military
why you talkin’ so much sh*t, but won’t have the guts to fight me?
speaking of guts, i’ll disembowel your whole body
once i build a bomb, i’m gonna blitz the f*ckin’ lobby*y*
dsr on my back, i’ma f*ckin’ clu*u*, e*e*e*е*
knife in my ha*a*, e*e*, i’m so f*ckin’ donе (bi*i*i*i*)
cer i grafu, p*ssy, i hope that you f*ckin’ die (yeah)
malu cachu, p*ssy, why you tryna f*ckin’ hide? (tryna hide)
f*ckin’ h*ll, b*tch, you make me wanna pry out my own eyes
murder everyone you know, you think i give a f*ck if you cry?
f*ckin’ h*ll, b*tch, you make me wanna pry out my own eyes
murder everyone you know, you think i give a f*ck if you cry?
[verse 2: hatchetsaw]
e*e*eleven shots, eleven opps, eleven dead
first, thirty bodies, now, sixty in my f*ckin’ shed
he talkin’ sh*t, but now his head is full of lead
i’ma rape yo’ pregnant b*tch right in your f*ckin’ bed, b*tch
like, oh, sh*t, what’s going on? it’s a massacre on yo’ muh’f*ckin’ block
like, knock, knock, b*tch, let me in, i’m at your house with a muh’f*ckin glock*, glock*, glock*, glock*
aim with a suppressor, aim with a suppressor
i make her sneezing out bullets, like bless her
you f*ggots are lesser, i’m the oppressor
i make her sneezing out bullets, like bless her
a*ar on my back, the bullets gon’ pop*op*
not gonna lie, i was laughing when the girl missed her pops
you f*ggots are right at the bottom while i’m at the top*op*
sh*t was kinda hilarious when i watch those motherf*ckin’ f*ggots drop
[outro: nihilist]
m4a1 in my hand, b*tch, i’m in the military
why you talkin’ so much sh*t, but won’t have the guts to fight me?
speaking of guts, i’ll disembowel your whole body
once i build a bomb, i’m gonna blitz the f*ckin’ lobby*y*
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