$UICIDEBOY$
Durango '95 (A Real Horror Show)
Duration: 02:45
File type: mp3
File size: 6.30 МБ
Bitrate: 320
Lyrics of "$UICIDEBOY$ — Durango '95 (A Real Horror Show)"
"Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
Nowhere, 'cause there's no one like you left!
That's right..." Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks (ah)
Glocks popping, bustas dropping ($UI), niggas duckin' from this shit Evil spirits taking over, now they running through my head
Telling me grip that fucking gun
Telling me pop that fucking lead
It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's Satan in the flesh
I'm that dead motherfucker, steady smoking on that death
Satanic holy ghost, snort that holy dope
Infrared scope with that dot right on your throat I'm that scarecrow in the corner, welcome to my crucifixion
Graveyard living, murder itching
Don't be superstitious
Demons got my back, I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
$uicide's exciting now, see? Glocks poppin' bustas droppin'
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
(Fuck rap and fuck a rapper) Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit (let's put 'em all on a fucking hole) I'd rather take a nap after I turn a blunt to ash
Creeping cracker on the chronic feeling like a Velociraptor
Pulling off the patch, but I ain't taking off the fucking mask
Heard 'em gasp, closed their mouth with the fucking gat's blast Can't rap about a fine dime's ass no more
G-59 where the beast's signs fine
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
Life gave me lemons, but I want a fucking lime
Ain't got the time to die trying Bitch, I know I'll die alone
Either in a ditch or on a throne
Either way in a pit, I'm being thrown
Everything is nothing and I'm fucking decomposed Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping, niggas duckin' from this shit
