DEAD OPPS

By DECAYINGGOD

Released on March 1, 2024

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[Verse 1: NEEDLEGUTS]

Ahh

Took too many Xans, how many bars? I got a couple

Beat him up so bad I got him bruised up, got him purple

Rob your shit, give a fuck if you struggle

I'm digging up his grave, used his bones as my belt buckle

Rip apart my stomach

It's leaking on the floor, I fucking love it

Intestines on the ground, I grab my buzzsaw and I cut it

Rip apart my stomach

It's leaking on the floor, I fucking love it

Intestines on the ground, I grab my buzzsaw and I cut it


[Hook: NEEDLEGUTS]

Scream till my tapeworm comes out

Ahh

12 gauge blow my own brains out

Ahh

Scream till my tapeworm comes out

Ahh

12 gauge blow my own brains out

Ahh


[Verse 2: NEEDLEGUTS]

I conquer and dismember, I'm stepping on my dead opps

These pigs never surrender, smеll bacon when I burn cops

And all I do gets censorеd, still on my shit, give no fucks

Throw bodies in my blender, grind faggots to a damn pulp

Ahh, step on my dead opps


[Verse 2: DECAY]

(Decay!)

Wake up in the grave, and I reign with fucking terror

Ripping you to shreds with my chainsaw, feeling like I'm Leather

I got guns and money in the thousands, ain't no fucking error

Pussy boy dead in the street, he thought that he fucking clever

Sip a little too much lean, don't know where the fuck I even am

Stick the shotty in my mouth and let it blow, don't give a damn

Posted on my triple six shit, I'm fucking damned

Coke is on the table and I snort a couple grams


[Hook: DECAY]

Will to live is fucking gone, I'll shoot up until I die

Way too fucking high, I'll end up in the fucking sky

Will to live is fucking gone, I'll shoot up until I die

Way too fucking high, I'll end up in the fucking sky


[Outro: NEEDLEGUTS]

Cold, dead in the ground, he ain't breathing

Talking shit on the internet, yuh, he seething

I might keep on stabbing opps, addicted to the feeling

Better watch your fucking six, you know that I'm creeping

Step on my dead opps