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GUCCI BURN (PROD. DEAD RETIRE)

ZANY

prod aragoth
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die

Lyrics:
Blade on me like kenshi 
I’m about what I preach 
I’m extremely deadly 
I don’t think your ready 
In yo dreams like Freddy 
Busting like confetti 
cut em with machetes 
And that leads to a beheading x2

It’s murder season 
leave em leaking 
Shaking like their seizing 
Stalking every day of the week 
then strike on the weekend 
I target the weakened 
Lurking and I’m creeping 
In the murky waters 
Imma take you to the deep end 
Then i tie you up 
And now you got no fucking defense 
Taking revenge on everyone 
Cuz how I’m treated 
I don’t want any peace 
don’t believe in fucking treason 
Killing everybody 
And I do not need a reason 

Verse 2:
Imma fucking psycho 
Look at me and you can see it 
Murdering and rob some tweakers 
I live amongst seekers 
& I come from a royalty 
Loyalty over cheaters 
But my life is so fucking dull 
It cant get any bleaker 
That’s why I stay smoking strong 
Straight up out the beaker 
Heard you want some drugs 
Mutha fucka I’m the dealer 
Cap peeler 
Crawling like a caterpillar
Rearrange your brain 
And maybe you’ll start think clearer 

Blade on me like kenshi 
I’m about what I preach 
I’m extremely deadly 
I don’t think your ready 
In yo dreams like Freddy 
Busting like confetti 
cut em with machetes 
And that leads to a beheading x2

Kenshi

Swipe cut flood
On my blade
Wiping off the red no you’re not gonna die today
I’m a tell-tale sign that the reaper not at bay
We’re comin for your famy and your sisters, brothers gonna pay 

You got like 7 days, we’re counting down to play
Rip you up apart, when you’re hiding in the hay
Think that barn will save you, now gonna burn it to smithers and ashens
Cut out your rations, let them spill right on the floor it happens
Cuts are immaculate

Never miss unless I want to then I double tap it
Dont thow that diss up on ya I just kill so now I ask ya
How do you think this ends when I wear the tripled face-ed mask ya
I’ma flip the table if you keep your distance then I mac ya  

I am the jester orchard
Flowers hang round your courtyard
Filled with graves write in orc-lore
Elvish script without the sick I’m gonna torque-ya

JESTER ORCHARD

Sounds like a weed strain, im bored

Gat, shoot yo hat
Bullet hole through the mullet cold

circa'94, I was born, Im a nimble core
Soul is liquid ice Im making room for all these simple chords
Strum em, run-em, im-in, venom,mode gonna make a mason score
I think Im on my spree shit, hitting keys shit, numbers on the board
Yeah yeah,
Contracting the vibrant hues, blood is so bright I dont wanna lose
Trippin on morsels for minimum morse code im contacting all of the jester dudes
I got like hella blues, yeah and hella blues, im so motherfuckin sad you'de think Ide want to silence who
God god god
Im another god
Lookin like an enemy for mothers and these sunny fucks
I'm a funny ruckus, nade will stuck ya, splosion on yo cars
IED, for your see, takin your vision shrapnel that I lob
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Yeah scriptz
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I got claws, im like a sloth, covered in quills I'll stab your broads
I got the quill, tanacious stock, take you to hell, the devil lodge
You think youde want it, compare with bondage, the whip I bought it
The rope I bought it, the noose I want it, rippin the daphodils petals aren't honest, duh

Gat, shoot yo hat
Bullet hole through your mullet cold
Rising from the scriptures my name is only prophecy told
Writing paint those pictures for the crowd is moshin ryhthm mold
Draw a circle, pimp it purple, pentagram in the middle fold

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Lyrics:

WE AINT THE SAME BITCH 
FUCK UP OUT THE WAY I CAME TO FLIP THE MECCA
ALL UP WITH THE FLAMES I BEEN INSANE LIKE WHY THE FUCK YOU JEALOUS 
THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT WE KNOW EXACTLY WHAT YOU AINT BEEN TELLIN
PUSSIES GETTIN SEVERED I AINT BUYIN WHAT YOU SELLIN ALL THAT

CURSES IN MY NECK
SIXTY LEGIONS ON MY BACK
PUSHIN POSION BY APPOINTMENT 
KEEP IT TOXIC FOR THE FLACK
LET IT FESTER FOR MY ANCIENTS
FIFTY CHAPTERS ON THE TRACK
I AINT REALLY GOTTA SAY IT 
BUT YOU KNOW YOUR SHIT IS TRASH

WE GETTIN FUCKED UP NO BOUNDARIES KNOWIN DEATH CANT EVER TOUCH ME
ALL THAT LOUD SHIT SOUND LIKE SILENCE CUZ THEM BOYS AINT EVER BUCKIN
OH YOU VICIOUS WITH THAT BITCHIN TALK THAT SHIT 
LIKE YOU GOT RUCKUS
I GOT FIGURES DOIN SWITCHUPS IN THE DISTANCE YOU AINT NOTHIN

IM ON THAT RIVERSIDE SHIT
PULL UP ON A BITCH
TELL HER POP THE SCRIPT 
IM TAKIN TWO THEN FLIP THE REST

DRAGON BLACK SCALE FIT
SPUN OUT IMA A MESS
THIRTY THREE RIPPIN 
MOVIN RECKLESS LIKE A JET

HUNNID FOILS IN THE BOX I MAKE A BOAT OF REYNOLDS WRAP
TAKE A KNIFE TO MAKE A POINT BUT AINT NO CUT UP IN MY PACK
I LET IT SLIDE DRIP SLICK DOWN THE METAL INTO GLASS
IM NEVER RUNNIN OUT A SHIT I SCRAPE THE STRAW TO MAKE IT LAST

SHADOWS GETTIN THICKER NOW I HEAR EM FASHO 
I FELT EM PUSHIN ON MY SHOULDER PUT MY HEAD TO THE FLOOR
THEY SHOWIN THEY FUCKED UP FACES FROM TURNIN THAT WET UP IN THE ROSE
IM TAKIN A DOSE DESECRATED SO I CAN SEE ANOTHER GHOST

I GOT THE THRONE MUHFUCKA
CALL ME ZETA DON DADA
I SET ABLAZE TO THE FLOW 
AND SPIT IT OUT LIKE ITS WATER
WE DROPPIN BOMBS
NAPALM BACKIN MY ROSTER
DONT TRY TO MIMIC HOW IM MOVIN
YOU CANT HANDLE THAT POSTURE

WE AINT THE SAME BITCH
DEATH CANT EVER TOUCH ME
GOT THE THRONE MUHFUCKA
FLIP THE FLI FLI FLIP THE MECCA FASHO
PULL UP ON A BITCH
YOU AINT BUCKIN SLICK
SILENCE WITH THAT BITCHIN
THI THI THI THIS AINT WHAT YOU WANT
WE KNOW YOU SELLIN ALL THAT TRASH

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