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Manny Adler
Manny Adler
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Taber Onthank
Taber Onthank
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MATT B GROSS
MATT B GROSS
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Behrad Gramian
Behrad Gramian
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Burning bowls in the back of the Benz Devil's got too many friends We were parked up on the hill Call me a fridge cause I just want to chill Killing cops in the back nine Heading straight for the guillotine For a good time and a good rhyme Put your head in a guillotine Settle down, saddle up Pull the reigns cause the rain has come Ride the storm, rake the mud We shoot to kill, we taste this blood This is it, fill your cup Have a sip but don't drink too much Take a bite, chew the meat You can gulp your pride then take a seat They were all just tryna chill When they dropped the bombs It's a confirmed kill We were all just trying to kill when Meow meow meow meow Killing cats my rotty bites Beat the pussy in the dead of the night It hurts to see but it's gotta be This life of ours doesn't come for free There's a pumpkin in the big white house Looks like he probably beats his spouse I wonder what he does in a rage On a regular day he puts kids in cages Strap a bomb, let's go for a ride All signs point to suicide Ghosting in the desert night There are suicide doors on my sandy ride They were all just tryna chill When they dropped the bombs It's a confirmed kill We were all just trying to kill when Meow meow meow meow They were all just tryna chill When they dropped the bombs It's a confirmed kill They were all just tryna chill When they dropped the bombs It's a confirmed kill
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