Bloodcurdle

By Dkoolpharaoh

Released on April 26, 2018

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[Verse]

Clip after clip

Let it rip

Guts done spill

The mallets I carry make bitch niggas squeal

Stir with the mop

Gumbo pot what a meal

The course that I eat ain't enough yall ain't real

(Huh)

Ima just turn 'em to dust

No CoD but get hit with the Rust

You niggas are funny

Too fake like bologne

I know pups that eat you for lunch

The pavement you having for brunch

The choppa your supper get crunched

Stay out of my face

Or you catching a case

Not talking about the one with a judge

Munch after much

I will crush all your bones

Slit after slit

Make your blood bath my home

Stomp after stomp

My grey boots kiss your dome

Hit after hit

All for one hands still numb

Teeth after teeth

Ima rip leave not one

You lungs look so precious

Scrape each vein for fun

Say I ain't shit

Boy like "Luke you're my son"

Watch what you say

I slay pricks just for fun

Eeny miny moe

Who gone go

Scope out all foes

If you run you lose

Knee caps bruised

Hang you by a noose

Eeny miny moe

Who gone go

Scope out all foes

If you run you lose

Knee caps bruised

Hang you by a noose