Suicideboys - Dolemite | Текст песни

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• Suicideboys
• Dolemite

Fanning the flames to the third degree
What you heard?
*59 Grey as concrete
Slamming a fuck boy's face in the curb
Now he see what I mean when I say I beat the pussy
Bitch I got a fucking pentagram displayed on my hoodie
Spit 666
Cramming the gar with some good weed
Light up the blunt
I'm a misfit split between resisting existence and what I could be
Oddy Nuff been up for centuries
Probably should sleep
All part of God's plan
Got a heap of sheep that I slaughtered on my land
Three shovels in the dirt
Six unmarked graves
Result of the blade
Got a noose round my neck as I rest in the shade
As I fade away the devil is pulling my leg

[Verse 2: Lil' Famine]

I, crawling up in the streets I lay my head in ditches
I, rolling a swisher sweet with codeine in the kitchen
You, never gone fuck with me my level's to exquisite
You, just a snitch I know you pillow talk with bitches
Me, love to creep the night with murder in my sight
Me, love to ease the knife inside a pussies life
I'm, just a psycho with a fucked up life
Cock that bitch one time and then I take my fucking life