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rougarou - sentfromiraq lyrics

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[intro]
necrosociety
iraq*a*holics, hahaha

[hook: sentfromiraq]
b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills
then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to k!ll
bi*b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills
then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to k!ll

[verse 1: sentfromiraq]
five, seven, mac*11 on my f*cking hip, b*tch
tape yo’ motherf*ckin’ mouth, you can’t f*cking scream, b*tch
chain in the chamber with f*ckin’ gas, you can’t breathe, b*tch
eat yo’ motherf*ckin’ eyes out, you can’t f*ckin’ see, b*tch
eat yo’ motherf*cking face off like a rougarou
b*tch, i’m creepin’ in the forest, who the f*ck is you?
eat yo’ motherf*cking face off like a rougarou
b*tch, i’m creepin’ in the forest, who the f*ck is you?

[hook: sentfromiraq]
b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills
then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to k!ll
bi*b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills
then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to— (oh, my god)
[verse 2: 8seeker]
knife in, knifе out, lemme see yo’ blood spill
stomach b*tterfliеs when i imagine how yo’ guts feel
love to see the fear when you see that my words are real
i can’t wait to hear you squeal, b*tch, i’m on your f*cking heel
b*tch, i swear to god, i’m gonna k!ll you, gonna make you scream
cut—, cut yo’ f*cking arms off with machetes like it’s halloween
disintegrate the evidence, i burn it down with kerosene
i can’t shake the thrill of bl**dy murder, i’m a f*cking fiend

[hook: sentfromiraq]
b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills
then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to k!ll
bi*b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills
then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to— (holy sh—)

[verse 3: vomitchainsaw]
ten percs from the plug, i’ma take ’em all
i’ma find you first when i’m shooting up the mall
i just wanna see everybody’s f*ckin’ body drop
i’ll pull up and mutilate him with my f*cking balisong
ak mag dump, shoot that f*ggot
i bought xanax, where’s my package?
pullin’ up to iraq, guns to traffic
murdered the beat then bagged it and tagged it
[outro: sentfromiraq]
(b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills)
(then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to k!ll)
(bi*b*tch, i’m coppin’ glocks, yeah, and i’m poppin’ pills)
(then i pop an opp, yeah, b*tch, i love to k!ll)

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