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lsp shit - scum (usa) lyrics

[verse 1: scum]
i ain’t f*cking right man, quick to start a fight man
drenching their clothes in gasoline and offering you a light man
you’re making me feel the fright man, taking your f*cking sight man
packing an axe for all your necks and stalking you in the night man
motherf*cking psycho, off my medications
only run from f.b.i. from all of those strangulations
gruesome mutilation, sick decapitations
guilty as charged of all the crimes and all the violations of the human right to live and to die of aging
serial k!llers on the loose and cops are f*cking raging
get your f*cking gauge and lock up all your doors
cause if i get inside your house i chop up all them wh0res
that you’re calling wifey, that you’re calling daughter
knocking you out and tying you up and making you watch the slaughter
of the ones you love the most, scum is f*cking heartless
you can cry and you can beg, i’m k!lling ’em all regardless
[chorus: scum]
lsp got sick sh*t, hit you with a brick sh*t
rape you for a week sh*t, dump you in the creek sh*t
borey got that k!ll sh*t, fiasco got the fight sh*t, scum i got that sick sh*t, qrem he got that fright sh*t
lsp got sick sh*t, hit you with a brick sh*t
rape you for a week sh*t, dump you in the creek sh*t
borey got that k!ll sh*t, fiasco got the fight sh*t, scum i got that sick sh*t, qrem he got that fright sh*t

[verse 2: fiasco andretti]
i’ve been kicking and punching, stealing kids lunches
doing lots of dumb sh*t, fiasco got that fight sh*t
stab you with a knife sh*t
turn the blade clockwise, sideways until your eyes pulsate
i ain’t a fair fighter, i’m like a dog*bite from pits and rotts
you got a hoe, watch that b*tch get dropped
i’m out of line, the character’s irate
twist your f*cking arms, soon enough they’re gonna break (snap)
i need a great blunt and a safe, we don’t have it
i’m take scum over the trunk and spray guns
so what the f*ck
i’m the reason lsp’s new beats are f*cking banging in your trunk, you better recognize
let me hear a whoop whoop, or me and borey are gonna break into your new coupe
you ain’t sh*t just doodoo
just p**poo f*cking with these hooligans of scum’s crew

[chorus: scum]
lsp got sick sh*t, hit you with a brick sh*t
rape you for a week sh*t, dump you in the creek sh*t
borey got that k!ll sh*t, fiasco got the fight sh*t, scum i got that sick sh*t, qrem he got that fright sh*t
lsp got sick sh*t, hit you with a brick sh*t
rape you for a week sh*t, dump you in the creek sh*t
borey got that k!ll sh*t, fiasco got the fight sh*t, scum i got that sick sh*t, qrem he got that fright sh*t
[verse 3: qrem dela qrem]
more frightening than michael jackson tipped your kids with his jesus juice
or r. kelly p*ssing and sh*tting on them underage youths
i snap limbs, crush chins, break jaws
smoke dro, dig murder, f*ck off
y’all know me, i keep it bl**dy as can be
running down the popular whigs like a f*cking cherokee and if you wanna taste the dark side, come on in
pull out the ouija, light some some candles, slit my f*cking wrists
watch the crimson river flow, drip drip drip drip
why you looking and acting like a scared little b*tch?
you wanted the underground swift, now i’m gonna conjure that sh*t
a painted serpent beast with four hundred different heads
eight*hundred arms and the same amount of legs
it’s called the 303 from parts unknown and it’ll eat yo ass alive just cause i told it so
don’t blame it on me, it’s just the fam and how we roll

[verse 4: borey]
chin checking, west repping on my tippy toes
black d*ckies, brownies, plastic glocks, hollow tips and snubbed nose
infrared dots, buckshots in my enemies
thirty*two shots a second, you motherf*ckers is catching these (grra)
the most hated, underrated, i’m violent and vicious
military monitor try you, wind up with the fishes
swiss cheese that vintage, nine millimeter slug pierce that dental
tough talk, getting toe*tagged, body bag, your plastic is sentimental
don’t let that light skin fool you
semi*jacket and .44 caliber slug topped off with super glue tryna do you
put a fat bullet hole through you
lead piercing that p**poo
punk n*gga trying that sh*t you must be fruit loops
get two scoops of k!ll sh*t
bucking shots with real clips
n*ggas feel that, still spit
they can’t deal with that realness
i’m bored and thinking they brought you the mile high rider
i’ll creep and crawl through the town biting b*tches up like a spider (ugh)
[chorus: scum]
lsp got sick sh*t, hit you with a brick sh*t
rape you for a week sh*t, dump you in the creek sh*t
borey got that k!ll sh*t, fiasco got the fight sh*t, scum i got that sick sh*t, qrem he got that fright sh*t
lsp got sick sh*t, hit you with a brick sh*t
rape you for a week sh*t, dump you in the creek sh*t
borey got that k!ll sh*t, fiasco got the fight sh*t, scum i got that sick sh*t, qrem he got that fright sh*t

- scum usa lyrics

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