ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
DEATHSLEFTHAND
DEATHSLEFTHAND
Performer
PULSE
PULSE
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DEATHSLEFTHAND
DEATHSLEFTHAND
Songwriter
PULSE
PULSE
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
PULSE
PULSE
Producer

歌詞

PULSE
My cup full of blood
Kill the voices, make 'em stop
Time to hit up my new plug
Oxycontin, wockhardt
Switch on my new Glock
Ex bitches wanna fuck
Leave 'em talking, let em rot
I'm insane, my minds fucked
Yuh, come and watch me die
Guarantee that you won't cry
When you see all of my crimes
Bury me alive, better think twice
AK on my side, shooting till I die
AK on my side, shooting till I die
Weapon on my hip
Spin the block, dont trip
End up like your friends did
Can't comprehend it
Faces of fear
See 'em clear
Families shed a tear
Told you you can't lack here
Yuh, these streets ain't for you
Run the hood, got the tool
Got that gas, smell like fuel
Act up you'll get robbed, fool
Yuh these streets ain't for you
Run the hood, got the tool
Got that gas, smell like fuel
Act up you'll get robbed, fool
Ayy, ayy, ayy, PULSE
This shit slaps
Written by: DEATHSLEFTHAND, PULSE
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