Bury the Hatchet (feat. Yvngsadboy)

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Casey Masters

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Aye I bet they never saw this one coming, ha
YSB and CM comin' to kill y'all motherfuckers
Caught like a deer in headlights
Cliqued up, put the feud aside
Two devils present in this bitch
Watch us f*ck up this shit
We bouta fucking lose it
I'ma take ya soul, grab your crucifix
Cross yourself, you need all the help you can get
Invested in a strap to protect my back
Hard livin' with hits on your head
Trynna kill the walkin' dead
Come and say it to the barrel
You gon' need a silver bullet to kill this werewolf
Just cause I've been quiet down mean I ain't hunting
I'm looking at my lunch and
Go figure any corny rapper
Lookin' good for consumption
F*ck bread and lunch meat, I'm talking lyrical slaughter
Sad boy that damn bastard
Talkin' his shit again what a jokester
Come and talk shit, you can meet my partner
Dump your body in the sewer
We can meet up with my homie Lucifer
I'm urging ya, please do not test my temper
You saw what happened in blades, one, two and three
Already killed one bitch
Don't make me add you to my list, yeeh!'

YSB and CM
Never seen 'em comin' like treason
There's a reason we rulin' kingdoms
And feedin' these hungry heathens, we just
Leave em kinda free
Not enough to be lying or hiding inside a winery
Like Hitmen, we kill silently

Let bygones be bygones
Speak of my name
I'm squeezin' my prey like a python
Pipe bombs to mic drops
Leavin' or stay
I'm feedin' this game with the right sauce
Mike's on like Tyson
Fight club, might just
Bite ya ear off, right one
Lights on, lemme size up
I'm electrifying, I'm a pylon, rile on
Everybody's got rotten brains
Rockin' toxic nonsense
Lean on stands like your at a Rockies game
Getting cocky, hittin' all these balls, do anything for fame
Make a sex tape
All of u so fake like your the ass of Kim K
Never was a mistake
Hit it first Ray J (wooh)
Now you pocket the change
I'm Batman but your robbin' the chains
Batter up, lemme hop in the cake
Mad enough, I might sock in my jays
'Cause I'm toppin' my name
Mastered the craft, wasn't locked in a safe
Speak of the devil, the bastard will stay
Preachin' and settle 'till havoc is made
Now I am the captain and slay
Dancin', toe tappin' your way
Through all this madness
I grew up on rappin'
I'm usin' my magic
To factor and gain
Clueless and lackin'
These fools ain't no match when
I'm doin' this trapped in
The acid in rain
A jacket, a cape
When the Chance in, you take
If you lackin' the faith
You be battlin' pain (wooh)
'Cause I'm stabbin' a vein
I want all the smoke, I be attracted to flames
Call the votes, I'ma be cannin' the dates
Appalled what I wrote, why you draggin' the case
Back and forth, like fire and cold
Back to scorin', came lightin' the post
Capricorn, aye I am the goat
Natural horns, aim right at ya throat

YSB and CM
Never seen 'em comin' like treason
There's a reason we rulin' kingdoms
And feedin' these hungry heathens, we just
Leave em kinda free
Not enough to be lying or hiding inside a winery
Like Hitmen, we kill silently

End the fight
We buried the hatchet
We might, end ya life
Then carry the casket
We gon' end the fight
We buried the hatchet
We might, end ya life
And bury the casket, we gon' (wooh)

End the fight (end the fight)
Bury the hatchet (uh)
End ya life (end ya life)
Carry the casket (oh)
End the fight (end the fight)
Bury the hatchet (uh)
End ya life (end ya life)
Bury the casket, we gone

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