LYRICS 

(CUTTHROAT) 

Bitch i got blood on my fuckin truey jeans
Came up from the trees ain't from the fuckin streets
Put your head in mud ain't no one hear you scream
Blade to ur skull blood dripping no wet dream. 

Bitch I got your blood stained on my truey jeans
Say I ain't trve pussy what tf you mean
Burlap mask on but it ain't Halloween
Steady smoking spirit's blacklung such a fein.
Addicted to the hate it's the feeling that I love
You don't kno my name why you talking so much
Run up in ur house cutthroat leave ur skull crushed
Smoking too much now my throat feels fucked. 

Bitch ill set your fate like it's final destination 
Skin you like a buck bitch it's pure mutillation
Ion need ur help I got my own medication 
Carve ur eyes out with no hesitation
Took a wrong turn in a bad situation, aint got no limitation, ain't no fake shit I ain't playin, but I really can't lie ion got no fuckin patience, I really can't lie I got no time for your fake shi 

Bitch i got blood on my fuckin truey jeans
Came up from the trees ain't from the fuckin streets
Put your head in mud ain't no one hear you scream
Blade to ur skull blood dripping real wet dream

(COLENASCUS) 

yahhhhh
ha ha ha
ima real dawg ima burn ya skin off
za in my lungs yea i gotta fuckin cough
if we come around well give u a runnin start
we some ghouls gon tear your fuckin limbs apart 
run up u dumbass bitch yknow we get violent 
we could never care nah 
three knives make u silent and they gon put u sleep bitch u gon quiet and then ima cut u open ur blood isso vibrant

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(SAMPLE) Electric Wizard - Dopethrone

BLOODY TRUEYS FT. COLENASCUS (PROD. SEMAEL)

LYRICS 

(Cutthroat True Blacklung)

Riding round town im tha boomstick butcher, evil money ghoul pull up wit dem shooters, i could blow your mind with my trusty Ruger, kill you in ya dreams like im Freddy Kruger

Pussy boy jus like to talk, but he also talk to cops, we gon pull up to his spot, finna be outlined in chalk , luh blood run up wit that glock, blow your ass to kingdom come, stompin your face in for fun, pussy boy im goin dumb.
I swag so hard I look like lile jesus, creep n crawl while u bleedin, pull up on you in tha night, like a mothafuckin demon, die before ya mommas eyes, im leave the hoe screamin, yea ik ill prolly die, cus black smoke is all im breathin

Ski mask on coming at u wit a buck blade, ima run your fade ion care bout a damn thing, robbin all your cash and buy a pair of truey jeans, huff a poland spring bottle full of gasoline.

Why tha fawk ya keep on pressin me

(Luh Blood)

Go onna drill  im the driver & the shøøter,
internet diss they b  typing on computer, 
i kould blow your mind wit my trusty rugerr, kill u in your dreams like im  freddy kruegerr.

(Luh Blood)

I kant leave no trace, ghost glock in my robin jeans, swear i luv these streets  outside like ah crack feinnn, i put dat shxt on  like in fresh outta magazine, they talk on the net but dat shxt is not realityyy.. 
fkkkinn round w/ me u tryn dodge bullets, herionn in my draws imma dogg n**** , trappin ina street in sum margielas, whippin’ up a key tryn dodge prison.. dis bxtxh make me say uhhhh she got no limit, i jus took a trip w/ ah gold diggerr, my money like  6’7 you got no skrilla, stomping onna brickk imma dope dealer, evil møney gouhl we sum go getterz, my bxtxh look so bad she don’t need no filter!!! 
my heart turned so cold don’t know how dat pain feel, i mite have to die before my pain heal, my dawg behind dat concrete n dat cold steal, i jus went to Trax n spent yo rap deal 

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YOU DON'T KNO ME

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