a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

fuck all fake niggas out there - ocg lyrics

i’m the creep i’m the master sn-tch the disease from the lab i chop my enemies in half with guillotines and laugh
i speaks the language anguish poppin off your tops splatterin f-ggots a f-ckin bloodbath of madness when i’m mad i throw tantrums with automatics put p-b-scent b-tches in torture adducts worse than any thought you could imagine kidnapped an entire school of bible kids the ransom is a stolen statue of black market software microchips
i’m known to rob banks with lap tops cuz i’m home with the have nots
result of the drinkin blood like tampons
we blood thirstier than vampires
blastin the red from head to toe spit the chrome untill my hands tired

my reign of blood from elacerated sky
blastin guns and knives a hatred that you’re fascinated by
its raining blood from elacerated skies
stab you in the eye f-ck with me you guaranteed to die

- ocg lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular