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BODAH REVY
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Benjamin B.
Benjamin B.
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Jameson B
Jameson B
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Lyrics

I been that basket case
Turn the masses to dust
I left the phantom trace
Take that pic in reverse
Go try a better pace
Or put your bite on the curb
I came to step mane
Kickin nothin less than a curse
Oh lord they out of holy water
Watch them gentiles get burnt up
Crawling from the bottom
Claimin holy with a split tongue
That vessel I'm inside of
Gettin rotten off the china
Now my skull is gettin itchy
Pull my teeth out like I been numb
Sick fuck dirty out my mind my motto do sum
Reachin for in issue
I got hella we can get one
That fall out that made me
Serenading from euphrates
Give a fuck if you hate me
I got witches tryna burn me
Pushing posts no pick up
I take a dose heroic
All while you prayin to nephilim
Feedin in to the harvest
I'm in to downers n uppers
Dim grey the color
Can't hang then shut up
Stain team the militia
I tell em okay
Fuck it and throw shade
Got a bag full of dope
And a pocket of propane
Got a zip full of duff
And a rock of the whole thing
Get lost mothafucka
I promise it don't shake
I let the flame get seated up
Back of the rig heated up
Cotton full of woes to the back of the bone keep it up
Base full of pieces
The bucket it won't eat it up
Pass that mothafucka
I cap it and repeat it all
Pitfall, let the rope hang
My bandana got a spot from the blood stain
I sit back, I struggle to recap it
She ask if I'm alright I tell her to relax
I let the dope hit baby I'm a K-nine
Fuck her like a dog then I tell her don't touch mine
Fuck you think you doin baby
I'mma keep the rope tied
Never going back
I been doing this my whole life no lie
Written by: Benjamin B., Jameson B
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