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Dropping A Popped Locket - Cinnamon Apple / Who Would You Fight? / J4ck 4nd Cok3 текст песни

Исполнитель: Dropping A Popped Locket

альбом: The Art of True Evil


Puddle of blood, my vision blurry
Rain hit the wounds
No fist of fury, back of the gun for my thoughts
Not thinking of this as a loss
Life is a raffle, spin in the samples (My fucking cinnamon apple!)
Picking up my body and I'm hit again
Cracked in the ribs and I'm spitting chips of bone, skins ripping
Kicking the tip of my dick
Now that's a head rush
Ended in a hospital, bitch stapling my head up
We banded together soon after
I had my rebels with me (No Skywalker)
It's nights like that I know the devil's in me (No sky-walker)
A little bit darker (Go down a little farther)
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
And they shall be gathered together
As prisoners are gathered in the pit, Nah
You want to test me?
Well I been a specimen
You wanna bump chest with me?
I don't do like it's wrestling
My payback won't kill you
My packback will just make you end it yourself
Down a little farther
Now it's black (a little bit darker), pitch black
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
A little bit darker
I just started to pray and he cried out and said
"Pray that the lord would take this out of my mind"
And the lord took me to hell
Imma get at you in a minute, boy
Imma get at you in a minute, boy
Imma get at you in a minute, boy
Imma get at you in a minute, boy
Imma get at you in a minute, boy
Andale, andale, andale, andale, andale
Espirito santo cannot save you now
I got all my compadres
Andale, andale, I'm feeling ugly
Imma get at at you, boy
Get at at you
Get at at you

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