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Bleed The Wicked Menace
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Commiting a crime at a cemetery, cemetery
That sentene, it's a lie
I see that this crime is tied to some form of ritualistic
Ritualistic activity, crime of the devil
Taking a break and stealing remains from Joel's house
Get back, when I pull up all black blood drip from the gat
Bloodstains on the mat, in the whip, gray bag on the grip
I'ma run up with the body, hit the dirt
Then I rip 30 rounds in the clip
Hollow tip hit his lip, turn that bitch to a ghost
Put this blade in your throat, in the blood you'll get soaked
Who the fuck want the smoke, let 'em choke, leave 'em dead
Bitch, you can't talk with the hole in your head
Eyes roll back, make 'em fuck their mother's maid
I'm a cemetery creep, let 'em rot in the street
I'm outside while you sleep
In the dark with the heat and the mask
Run up with the Glock and put his brains up on a dash
He get left in the past, so they pray I don't last
Bitches hate 'cause they trash
Pitch your face and get smashed, with the bat
Get that Glock, when that bitch go pop
Watch his brain go drop, I ain't never finna stop
Get the fuck out the way
Bitch if I pull up, I'm not finna play
Get smacked with the blade
Get back, when I aim with the gat, let it bang
Get the bag with the brain, body bags in the rain