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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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Do you wanna know about the box |
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A casket with padlocks |
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Broken off the hinge, bitch, eat a cock |
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Buried in the earth then forgotten about |
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Feelin' good like a mothafucka first day out |
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Took air in my lungs, been awhile since I did so |
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Smoked me a blunt, fucked a hood rat ho |
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Kill a couple niggas, smack a couple bitches |
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Runnin' mothafuckas for the rips and they riches |
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Ain't shit changed but the month and year |
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Broke mothafuckas scrounging for squares and beers |
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Pigs scatter on the street when the dead man arise |
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Real muthafuckin' killas never gon' die |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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Sleepin' in the casket, awoke by a strange sound |
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Break the hinge and rise up from the cold ground |
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I could be deamin', what the fuck is with my head |
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6 feet deep and I'm surrounded by the dead |
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I hear a noise, someone's cryin' my name |
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How should I react, am I just goin' insane? |
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All my thug niggas hold it down on the streets |
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And watch these muthafuckas on they grave robbin' spree |
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Froze in my box, hearin' people chatter up above |
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They sayin' can ya "kick the do' up?" I'm still stuck |
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I'm dead as shit, I know where I'm at now |
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Chillin' with the dead, one with the underground |
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So why these niggas out fuckin' with my grave? |
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I got a maggot face and my skin's decayed |
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Break thru the door to unlock the mystery |
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Got my grave plot holdin' on for my eternity |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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Doors is open, pull on up by a force |
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Lay my body on the ground, slam the casket door |
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Crowded by both figures |
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And the grave diggers |
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And the shadow of the demon gettin' bigger |
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Comin' for my soul, surrounded me with candles |
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Came to release me to His handles |
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First sacrifice over to the demon |
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That's why I'm a killa any season |
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Watch me clueless when I was alive |
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Happy with a muthafucka till the day I died |
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Now they callin' me back to walk with the dead |
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Anyone disagree catch a slug to the head |
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A muthafucka come equipped with a shotgun |
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And naggots on my face, so run bitch run |
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Dead man hauntin', no time for escape |
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When you hear the gun cock, bitch, it's too late |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
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In the casket |
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HELL YEAH!! |
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In the casket |
