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Put your hands up, clench your fists now Buck pussy this gone be a crowdkill (Crowdkill) You niggas act tough (What) So don't back down (Down) Either way youa' get slumped still (Slump 'em) Throwing uppercuts (Yeah) Temple hit the ground (Aye) It's been a week and he ain't wake up still (Haha) Tyson to his gut (Tyson) Now his organs drown Kick his chest just to see the fucking blood spill (Hey) Jump up in the pit (What) Bitch I'm swinging fists (Bitch) I'm aiming for your ribs my fists conditioned for this shit (Let's get it) Been fighting since a jit (Run it) Only way I've lived (Run it) Embrace the violence bitch or Ima' fucking take your breath (Boom) Forty on my waist I put these niggas in the grave (Fah fah) Don't come 'round my way don't give a fuck drown in my rage Got mesh tied to the K bitch I don't leave a single case (Hell nah) Jakes tryna' build a case but it's okay I don't leave a trace (Bitch) Put your hands up, clench your fists now Buck pussy this gone be a crowdkill (Crowdkill) You niggas act tough (What) So don't back down (Down) Either way youa' get slumped still (Slump 'em) Throwing uppercuts (Yeah) Temple hit the ground (Aye) It's been a week and he ain't wake up still (Haha) Tyson to his gut (Tyson) Now his organs drown Kick his chest just to see the fucking blood spill Crowd kill bitch Kill 'em all Swing your fists I want war Ambulance Drag your corpse Broken ribs But I keep going Break your necks to these motherfucking eight-o-eights Fuck what's next I look death right up in the face I been dead ain't shit can change my mental state Every breath wreaks endless violence my soul craves
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