Bella Morte
Bella Morte
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X said all you bitches rice crispies (ay) F*ck pigs all they do is frisk me (ay) Dread head you never gonna get me (Bitch) Scream BELLA MORtE if you with me (ay) Bitch call the fucking cab Catch me puffing dabs Catch me dropping tabs My shits clean F*ck You mean Straight out of the lab I'm Gratefully dead Bitch don't f*ck with my bread Telling these demons to get the f*ck out of my head I might drop a tab Then drive to class You know I love the mass Hysteria Fuckin up your area Bitch we BELLA MORtE and we smoking ya like cannabis F*ck ya stupid politics we killin all the candidates Motherfuckin MORtE Better pray to lorde Bitch we Bella Morte Motherfuckin MORtE Motherfuckin MORtE Better pray to lorde Bitch we Bella Morte Motherfuckin MORtE Motherfuckin MORtE Better pray to lorde Bitch we Bella Morte Motherfuckin MORtE
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