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fight club (psychosis) - scrim lyrics

[intro]
pull the trigger budd dwyer
hahahahahaha

[verse 1]
choking up a f*ckboy neck (yeah)
ripping his eyes out the skull
tell me who tryna flex next, b*tch?
seeing red like a wild bull
coming in and takin’ your b*tch (yeah)
make that hoe split on my d*ck (yeah)
hit that b*tch, l!ckity split (yeah)
young sweet jones be the pimp (yeah)
chopper, wanna get ya’ ass knocked off
coming with the axe like a choctaw
blowing big smoke like a rasta
sl!cky the f*cking don dada

[chorus]
i can’t keep my glock tucked
everyday, b*tch, holler bust
insane, i done went nuts
drain his blood out in a tub, b*tch
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
[verse 2]
switchblade comin’ at your neck (yeah)
watch how this white boy flex (yeah)
glorify murder, what’s next? (yeah)
k!llin’ spree? uh*huh, check (yeah)
boy got a couple d*mn screws loose
codeine sittin’ in my juice
sittin’ back, hollering out “f*ck you!”
got an issue, f*ck boy? me too
k!llin’ everythin’ in sight (yeah)
k!lling myself? i just might (yeah)
every time i go and get high (yeah)
start seein’ red in the sky
b*tch, i’m the devil in the flesh (yeah)
devil got a new dress (yeah)
“cutthroat” tatted on my neck
f*ck boy, what’s next?

- scrim lyrics

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