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the zombie's grave - the ricksmen lyrics

[verse 1: noah d]
bet you didn’t expect this
n-gg- watch out and get ready for this diss
the bad boy’s out getting the zombie buried
from the 32 shots, oh look, it’s a cemetery
get the mop off your head, man it’s atrocious
you dirty n-gg-, head’s so shinny, but you can’t show it
better hope the n nation don’t get involved
i’m like thanos, except my lyrics make you dissolve

[verse: 2: richy nx]
little shorty’s coming in with the aggressive style
when you walk out in pubic, people avoid you by a mile
may be 5 foot 3 but i will f-ck you up
meet me somewhere i will beat you with a measuring cup
listen you are more wack than jacob sartorius
saying you can destroy me? man are you serious?
you couldn’t k!ll me if you tried
i remember when i kicked you in the leg, and then you cried

[verse 3: lil crank]
n-gg- guess what? it’s lil crank
n-gg- you’s unoriginal i could k!ll you with blanks
n-gg- looks ugly, b-tch please shave yo head
n-gg- that mop is dirty dawg, more dirty than yo shed
n-gg- yo feet is smelly n-gg-, n-gg- don’t diss back
n-gg- you can’t rap for sh-t, you are white, not black
n-gg- i hope you learned yo lesson, you’s a stupid n-gg-
n-gg- this word will f-ck you up honky, stupid wigga

[verse 4: big g man]
man your more wack than jake & logan paul themselves
you would join team zero cause the only friend you have is yourself
get off my d-ck f-ggot, i weigh more than your iq
that’s a roast on itself, so here’s a big f-ck you
big g man’s on the beat, as a tribute to biggie
something you never do a lot, man you rap like a freak
i’m done with my verse, and i already destroyed you
if you come back, i’ll take a glock, aim yo head, then -boom-

[verse 5: jc mccoy]
we saved the best for last, i’ll shoot with eight shots
when you rap, it sounds like you have a mouth full of c-cks
and guess what, i’m dating yo ex, whachu say bout that
i had to pleasure her, something you couldn’t do, that’s sad
she said your d-ck is four inches, oh wait, nope it’s two
i bet ruby doesn’t give a f-ck about you
here we go, we’re done, the zombie’s in the grave
fun fact, you rap like a runaway slave

- the ricksmen lyrics

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