We’re racin, moved your body stuck up in the piece, that’s the realation
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Six men, you’re ready to die, cyanide and you drink
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That’s a Cuban neck top for your mink
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Drama style, plug up and stuck to the bridge
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I maybe washed up ashore, bound third to the bridge
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Hit em with the whip, drag em half a block
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Machete on the side, pull the padlocks
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Chainsaw, switchin medications
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Starve a nigga out til he one with the pavement
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Torture, these broke repeating after me
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And suspicions of er being a…
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Murder Spree
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| Ghostface Killah |
