Featuring Artist @cursedones @pyrxciter @dkoolpharaoh
Producer @torr3ncxll

LYRICS:
[M.I.K.3 Verse] 
fuck a psycho bitch, 
kill a snitch, 
still a head twitch, 
bang a witch, 
throw your body in a ditch, 
fuck a lich 
lies get you rich, 
talking shit, 
watch your head get split, 
watch your body rip, 
watching girls slit, 
better quit, 
I'm a hit, 
you fuckers got no dick, 
I'ma bang your chick, 
god damn she thick, 
put your head through a pick, 
or smash it with a brick, 
zombie killer call me rick, 
fire is what I spit, 

[T.R.3 Verse] 
I'm a king got guap yeah you know it 
one glock two shots now your floating 
gotta mop don't stop sending shots on yo block 
given cock to your bitch leave ya, 
boy in a ditch he a snitch he gone switch 
when my knife ti his neck given threats 
he a wreak sweat marks on his vest don't test 
I'm fail that's a bet I'm a vet he upset 
wanting help not talking from my hand on his neck 
I'm done with this bitch throw his body in a ditch 
now his boys all pissed call my phone talkin shit 
but it's access denied so I swatted they shit 
but it's access denied so I swatted they shit 

[Pyrxciter Verse] 
I'm getting this feeling I'm fighting the urge to kill humans and I don't know why, 
Bodies in dirt with bites on their necks and drained from the blood maggots subside, 
Won't be talking now when your head and your neck and also your up torso divide, 

Should I feed upon thy enemy, No it's not safe don't hang around me, 
Please don't bleed around me I'm hungry, I strike in the night when you can't see, 
Should I feed upon thy enemy, No it's not safe don't hang around me, 
Please don't bleed around me I'm hungry, I strike in the night when you can't see, 
Should I feed upon thy enemy, No it's not safe don't hang around me, 
Please don't bleed around me I'm hungry, I strike in the night when you can't see, 

[DKoolPharaoh Verse] 
Increase of heart rate, 
Stay ducking from jakes, 
Stress all in my face, 
Bands still in the case, 
Shell scatterd at place, 
The bodied got graced, 
Dispare on there face, 
One glimpse at my traits, 
Stuffed barrel at guts, 
Put down the two ruts, 
Jugged all what they had, 
I stuffed shit in the bag, 
Broke window with steam, 
Hotwired there beam, 
Two lights with gleam, 
Shine bright with a ring, 
The cops in the scene, 
The peddle was floored, 
Looked up like where's lord, 
A copter above, 
We skirt at the light, 
Hop out of the whip, 
Like batman at night, 
We slither like snakes, 
In my mind its like fuck a trial, 
Squeeze the trigger, 
Metal digger, 
Rip his guts like shredder, 
Ninja turtle I'll break your shell, 
Watch the nigga drop on the floor and quiver, 
Your a foe I'ma fean, 
Ain't no team you'll, 
You'll still be dinner, 
Mortis next, 
Making checks, 
Breaking necks, 
With bars like hitters,

The Dead Kings (Feat. TR3, PYRXCITER & DKOOLPHARAOH) [Prod. TORR3N]

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