Champion Of Death

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Chump change boy, now you gotta hate, boy
 Pull up with the motherfucking AK, boy
 Pull up like it's motherfucking game day boy
 Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank boy
 Chump change boy, now you gotta hate boy
 Pull up with the motherfucking AK, boy
 Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy
 Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy
 Chump change boy, now you gotta hate, boy
 Pull up with the motherfucking AK, boy
 Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy
 Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy
 Brought the poison
 You can bet your life on it
 Teeth got the ice on it
 Wrist still got the slice on me
 The walking stigma and Poltergeist
 Still feeling stuck every single night
 Don't give a fuck if I live or die
 Surprised at this point that I have survived
 Pull up with a motherfucking AK, tucked bitch boy, good luck
 Yung plague, got the blade, hit the slay then we spray
 With the .44 5 bitch, it's gray 59, let the devil goin' ride
 Ain't nothing but a pussy if you goin' throw shade
 Fuckboy I'm hungry and you looking like steak
 Trigger finger itching and you looking like fake
 Trash done passed and you looking like waste
 Chump change boy, now you gotta hate, boy
 Pull up with the motherfucking AK, boy
 Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy
 Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy
 Chump change boy, now you gotta hate, boy
 Pull up with the motherfucking AK, boy
 Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy
 Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy
 Tonight we guaranteeing graves
 Tonight's the night we ride
 Tomorrow will never come here
 Tonight's the night we die
 Yesterday, I met my death I think it's been a long time
 Stuck in limbo with my kin folk, give my life to suicide
 Yung plague with the masked face
 Bones will never break because I rape the souls of those who chose the wicked road
 I'm haunting the afraid
 No name on the grave, just gray stains
 Spray-painted "slave to the great gray grave"
 Lend me the help or send me to hell, either way I know I'll die
 The G, the 5, the 9, it's $UICIDE
 Chump change boy, now you gotta hate, boy
 Pull up with the motherfucking AK, boy
 Pull up like it's motherfucking game day, boy
 Shoot 'em with the pistol, shoot 'em point-blank, boy
 

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Duration
01:56
Tempo
120 BPM

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