[Intro: NEEDLEGUTS]

[?]

At the funeral, and everyone gets fucking—

Necrosociety

[Verse 1: FROSTTT]

Yuh

Die, [?]

Die, twenty bullets hit his fucking eye

Die, [?]

Die, twenty bullets hit his fucking ey—

[?] say goodbye

Nine in that magazine, 50 [?]

[?] gon' take you at night

Mutilate their face with a twelve gauge

[?]

Hit you so fuckin’ fast, [?]

[?]

[Verse 2: NEEDLEGUTS]

A— A— A— A—

[?]

Around the room bitch, [?]

[?]

Uzi in my pocket, on my left I got a K

So why you always [?]

[?] put him on a stretcher

Blowin’ off his [?] danger

[?] throw it back, for the one that’s getting murdered

At the funeral, and everyone gets fucking shot up

Everybody getting bound down

Mag in my blick, he's getting mowed down

[?] sayin, “Don’t shoot”

Dump his body in the basement

Everybody getting bound down

Mag in my blick, he's getting mowed down

[?] sayin, “Don’t shoot”

Dump his body in the basement

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