FUCK YOU  UNDEAD RONIN
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LYRICS:
Bitch i'm bout to pop up out this coffin 
With 100 sticks 
Each of them is silenced 
And the clip it holds 100 tips 
Saw em at the knees 
If they really think that they running shit 
I hate everybody you muhfuckas can suck a dick 
Face tatted up with a scythe 
Wanna fight? 
Wanna die? 
Got my glock 
And i'm not aiming down the sights 
Imma squeeze 
And you bleed 
Leave him leaking in the streets 
Imma imma imma imma imma muder everything 
Death to a fake bitch 
There's no conversation 
Grip em by the throat 
Then put the blade up in they face quick 
Hey kid 
You should really know i fucking hate this 
Acting like you love me 
Then that pussy fucking lane switched 
All you rappers pussy 
And i put that on my mama 
Imma send you to the bottom of the bottom 
If it ain't about the commas 
Ion want the fucking drama 
You aint poppin how im poppin 
Tell me get him then i got him 
Yeah yeah 
Got me fucked up bitch 
Yeah i run this shit 
Hollowtips packed up 
In my gun lil bitch 
Where you come from bitch 
You aint shot no shit 
I aint got no fucking vest up on the block lil bitch 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh 

Cause all these lil bitches 
Wanna talk talk talk talk 
You should turn around 
And fucking walk walk walk walk 
Dance around the problem 
Yeah they waltz waltz waltz waltz 
Cockin back the glock 
And it go pop pop pop pop 
Stop drop roll 
Don't fucking tempt me 
Cause i'll take your soul 
I'm feeling manic and i'll lose control 
Smoke your ass just like i smoke this bowl 
So fucking let go 
Ride around the town 
Choppa chop you like karate kid 
Skirt off in the whip 
I'm feeling like im ricky bobby bitch 
Talking like he tough 
But he's a call of duty lobby kid 
Rob you for your money in your wallet 
If you got it kid 
Tryin me i'm not the one 
I'll leave you in the fucking dirt 
Bitch i'm riding shotty 
Let the devil whip the fucking hearse 
Blade up in your stomach 
Wipe the blood off on your fucking shirt 
Voices in my head 
Are telling me this life a fucking curse 
Everybody talking but never walking the walk 
Now you're lifeless in the road 
And your body outlined with chalk 
You will never catch me lacking 
I'm working around the clock 
I'm focused all on my money 
So now i dont wanna talk 

I've been feeling crazy 
Cause my mind won't let me sleep 
I just pray for fucking peace 
When i be rhyming on the beat 
I'm about to fucking snap 
And say fuck it leave him deceased 
And if you understand me 
Pussy then nod and tell me capeesh

AK3K - BOTTOM OF THE BOTTOM (PROD. FALLEN)

AK3K