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with it i popped and i see you droppin' everyone in my retna. send me the docter that got the medical for death row for the nurses who purposely hurt mamma with trilipono. we told you motherfuckers that she was allergic he heard her slurred and her pancreatitis emerges. now i got you runnin' from curses and hearses
Singer: brotha lynch hung
and i become the strangla of ya flinch leave her bleed quick. gimmie the choppa and i be hopped and ready to die let's go
with it i popped and i see you droppin' everyone in my retna. send me the docter that got the medical for death row for the nurses who purposely hurt mamma with trilipono. we told you motherfuckers that she was allergic he heard her slurred and her pancreatitis emerges. now i got you runnin' from curses and hearses
cause you like it certainly because you deserve it. two reminisces is pitiful thinkin' they can get with mr. formidable hospitin' your mental hospital the hospitable. i'm not finished your thoughts are squashed dinner for harps your off limits and lost with chopped genitals. i'm comin' to get you with thunder though
and i become the strangla of ya flinch leave her bleed quick. gimmie the choppa and i be hopped and ready to die let's go
with it i popped and i see you droppin' everyone in my retna. send me the docter that got the medical for death row for the nurses who purposely hurt mamma with trilipono. we told you motherfuckers that she was allergic he heard her slurred and her pancreatitis emerges. now i got you runnin' from curses and hearses
cause you like it certainly because you deserve it. two reminisces is pitiful thinkin' they can get with mr. formidable hospitin' your mental hospital the hospitable. i'm not finished your thoughts are squashed dinner for harps your off limits and lost with chopped genitals. i'm comin' to get you with thunder though