Chains

By City Morgue

Released on August 26, 2019

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[Intro]

Hahahahaha


[Verse 1: ZillaKami]

Bitch, I'm rippin’ off my scabs and bleedin' on my fuckin' choppas

Army artillery, rivalin’ helicopters

Liquified intestines, volcanic ashes and lava

Let the Wardog find his way home

Cause, hell, if I'ma


[Chorus: ZillaKami]

Don't bark, I'll bite

Don't wrong, I'm right

Don't fold, Hell, die

Murderer or suicide

Don't bark, I’ll bite

Don’t wrong, I'm right

Don’t fold, Hell, die

Murderer or suicide (Woo)


[Verse 2: SosMula]

I don't pick and choose (Fuck outta here)

Look, I bought a bigger tool (Rrah)

Jumping out the bushes with the choppa, blocka, peekaboo (Rrah)

Pull up, Maybach '62 (Skrrt), movin' like it’s Pikachu (Skrrt)

Listen, bitch, I paid my dues (Fuck outta here)

Fuck around and make the news (Rrah)

Bitch, I'm smokin' Christmas tree, all I blow is piffery

Hit the curb, cook a bird, like it's rotisserie (Fish scale)

Two bad bitches named [?] and Tiffany (Slide)

She slob on my knob, oh my God, no kissin' me (Cook it up)

China white bricks, sell a lotta white bricks

Put it in the pot, let it blow like dynamite sticks (Work)

Bitch, I got the chops, gripped up, Osama type shit

Stupid thot, get my dick sucked, Madonna white chicks (Slide)

Bitch, I'm Larry with the Steele, cause I'm really in the field

Niggas scarier than trill, don't compare me to your deal (Fuck outta here)

It's Big Sleez, bitch, put my family in my will

I'ma melt a nigga grill, like a chop cheese bitch (Mula)