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hepatitis g - $uicideboy$ & germ lyrics

[intro: lil gin & lil keke]
n-ggas on banana peels, always gettin’ that bullet drill
dead in they motherf-cking face, where it hurt the most
dripped out!
n-ggas on banana peels, always gettin’ that bullet drill
dead in they motherf-cking face, where it hurt the most
n-ggas on banana peels, always gettin’ that bullet drill
dead in they motherf-cking face, where it hurt the most
dripped out!
n-ggas on banana peels, always gettin’ that bullet drill
dead in they motherf-cking face, where it hurt the most

[verse 1: yung christ]
lord of doom, king of gloom
slowly crawlin’ out my tomb, find out where you staying, fool
c-ck it back and spray the room
bl–dy murder, i’m the serpent out the book of genesis
it’s for certain, close the curtains, you won’t live to see yo’ kids
you ain’t drinkin’ actavis, you are just an actor, b-tch
yung christ the immaculate, ball my fist up—smack a b-tch
king of the sh-t show, welcome to death row
$uicide, you know how it go, hoe
but i ain’t lil germ though, god of the infernos

[hook: lil gin & lil keke]
dripped out!
n-ggas on banana peels, always gettin’ that bullet drill
dead in they motherf-cking face, where it hurt the most

[verse 2: germ]
i f-cking love it, the smell of rubbish
ain’t no discussion ’bout my decisions in public
just let me run in gunnin’, front him, go lucky, f-ggot
smacked him in the face with a pack of acid
i’m trippin’, but she said to pick my head up
pickin’ up drugs that’s gon’ keep me numb from the dump
hand on the pump, thinkin’ ’bout callin’ it off
family problems, just a bunch of motherf-ckers lost with no cause
loogies from the uzi leave ya’ oozin’
shootin’ movies, left her with no jacuzzi scene in sight
the five, the eagle gon’ bite
ridin’ ’round town with a fist full of spite
b-tch, just k!ll me now, ’cause it’s gon’ be over
ran out of options, just k!ll the rodents

[hook: lil gin & lil keke]
dripped out!
n-ggas on banana peels always gettin’ that bullet drill
dead in they motherf-cking face, where it hurt the most

[verse 3: yung mutt]
uh, six blunts and they all for mutt, give none to the sl-ts
7th ward where i cut up guts, nugs up for the pluck
eighth of bud, f-cking roll and puff
now i’m soaked in tuss
in the rover truck, servin’ hoes with l-st
throwed, i’m swervin’ curves, i bust on curbs on purpose
learn to trust the serpent soaked in blood
potent rust encrusts the shogun’s blade, but now it’s broken up
c0ke and dust, lil’ bit on the razor when i opened up my wrist
my bl–dy fist is f-cking cold and i’m numb

[outro: ross kemp extreme world]
“why do you think it is so violent? why is it so violent in new orleans?”
“sh-t man, f-ck, it’s violent ’cause f-ck—they don’t wanna give a n-gga no f-cking job, ya’ hear me? they look at a n-gga they like: “f-ck, you a hoodlum”, ya’ hear me? so f-ck, if you don’t wanna give it to me, ya’ hear me? and i’m tryna do the right thing, ya’ hear me? f-ck, well f-ck it, look here, i gotta go take it, ya’ hear me? f-ck it.”

- uicideboy germ lyrics

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