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666

by Unaverage Gang

[Verse 1: Angel Of Death]
Look into the face of the mothafuckin dead
Got a couple body bags underneath the shed
This a fuckin massacre, I'm livin for the terror
I thought you should know that life isn't fair
Talking that shit as I empty the clip, all of these rappers they thinkin they flipping these bricks
Dumb mothafucka I'm takin taking yo shit
Go to the crib then I'm fuckin my bitch
Bitch I pull up with the triple 6
Makin sure I blow up with my brother we exist
Silly little rabbit these chicks aren't for kids
Every day closer makin me reminisce
All of these pussy boys can suck on my dick
Tryin to flex but ain't never licked a clit
Workin through the struggle still makin these hits
They hoping that we fail but we never gon quit

[Verse 2: Vague]
Holdin the wire, I'm meant for desire
I'm straight from the fire, And I live for the lessor
I Sedated your mistress, your gettin the message
Put bag around your head, you ain't breathin
You pushin the pills and you thinkin narcotic, and people are thinkin that I am physcotic
We built from the logic, and you don't want no fucken problems
Put you fucken feelins on the table and we can solve em
And you know
Got you so scared that you trippin on your toes
Bitch
Livin my legacy up on the throne, if you talkin that shit I be cuttin your throat
187 I'm sendin your body to heaven
Like 11:11
And I hope that you makin a wish cause he's never comin back from the dead bitch