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done n' dusted - hatchetsaw lyrics

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[intro]
(serum, zyrom, whatever)

[verse 1]
b*tch i don’t snort a line, i cross the line and that’s finalized
if jealousies a curse, then motherf*cker you just that, personified
ain’t no carti but me, gang is bout to commit a homicide
people call themselves a goat, yet you f*ggots don’t even qualify
boy, curve your tongue, this ain’t no run & gun
but if we do, we go one*on*one
leave that maggot out in the sun
while we walk all on him, like a piece of gum
yeah, he got done ‘n dusted, a silent hum
shout rinsless, yeah we one of one
b*tch, i’m getting that void sickness
i might just go ahead and gnaw my tongue

[hook]
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be dumb)
cold hearted
f*ck my feelings, pour up a shot of rum
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be—)
b*tch, i pop my medication ’til my mental grows numb
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be dumb)
cold hearted
f*ck my feelings, pour up a shot of rum
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be—)
b*tch, i pop my medication ’til my mental grows numb
[verse 2]
’til it grows numb, i go dumb in this b*tch
got yo b*tch pumping on me like it’s heimlich
like a talent show, p*ssy, you didn’t make the pitch
drag your dawgs through the mud, call it f*cking kane and lynch
i don’t wanna say nun, i don’t wanna play your games
it’s a shame that talent gets wasted on these motherf*cking lames
i don’t switch lanes unless it means gains
all these f*ggots p*ssy, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout your disclaims
i don’t wanna say nun, i don’t wanna play your games
it’s a shame that talent gets wasted on these motherf*cking lames
i don’t switch lanes unless it means gains
all these f*ggots p*ssy, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout your disclaims

[hook]
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be dumb)
cold hearted
f*ck my feelings, pour up a shot of rum
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be—)
b*tch, i pop my medication ’til my mental grows numb
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be dumb)
cold hearted
f*ck my feelings, pour up a shot of rum
redrum
boy, i see you, don’t be dumb (don’t be—)
b*tch, i pop my medication ’til my mental grows numb

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