BUCK-50 (feat. PROPHET)
PERISHED HART
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Beat snitches for they mouth spit On a real note boy you ain't shit Pussy went and lied, put my cash aside Now to put it mild (hold up) you're a bitch Switch a boxcutter with the blade up F*ck I'll Buck-50 all you mad cunts Shut ya whore mouth lettin sperm out Cause I'm Slim Shady and you're Kim What Pussy motherfucker find out Land a couple of punches then it's lights out Cause I'm like a shark tearin body parts Bitch I'm Jigsaw call me PERISHED HART Maybe Slim Gimp I don't give a f*ck Just an alter ego there ain't nothin sus So don't spook the intruder itchy trigger finger Boutta turn the motherfuckin safety off Shoot a 9 f*ck it do or die Homicidal mind gotta sever ties Like I sever legs gotta Hostile mind There ain't no delay with the blood I spray Got another name now I'm full of rage Let my demons out you can try to pray You be burning sage try another way Enter in my mind you can smell the decay Anyway bitches wanna play But I'm like Bones got a switchblade And a deathwish I can do this shit every fuckin day What you don't see is the real pain But I'm over that make a comeback All the haters hiding cause they know that Stats make a difference overall Get up time to kill em all I'm breaking your bones That's the end of discussion You fucked with a menace You'll face repercussions 223, 556 bodies by dozen's Kill everything in my sight like it's nothing I put a big fucking hole in your stomach I got you puking up blood when you vomit Blood on the floor and now I gotta mop it Catch you lacking at the store when you're parking I'll shoot him dead right inside of the market I got the blade I'mma fight like a spartan I'm terminator and you are the target I'm gonna finish whatever you started Your body's leaking I cut up your carcass Sell your organs at an underground auction You shoulda known that you won't get a coffin Lungs fully blackened from all of the coughing Smoking on pack got me high as a Martian I am a danger approach me with caution Rep for the city I put on for Boston F*ck all the fakes that keep on double crossing Cave in there head with my boots I keep stomping Don't take advice I won't listen to nonsense Outta your mouth you just talk and spew toxins Take you out the picture something like cropping
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Written by: Jonathon Gosselin, Hartford Johnson
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