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dirt nap - trist b lyrics

[intro: trist b]
mu’ f*cka yeah

[verse 1: trist b]
let me in the gates of h*ll
i run that by myself
don’t need the devil’s help
i got a vessel sh*ll, yeah
picking all your bones apart
into the vat to make it melt
make a bl**dy trail into the dungeon
cast a spell, yeah
we got the dark boom bap
with the c4 strap
take a lil’ dirt nap
when i press i let it activate
i gotta spill like i got motherf*ckings bags to make, b*tch
and now all these motherf*ckers wanna try me, grimey
little disgraces, put it behind me, whiney
little f*cking b*tches is what i see
sub*zero temperature make it icey
seventh circle of h*ll, i don’t ever wanna leave
tie you up, get scorched
take they life by the fleas
everybody dies in the end, make it easy
p*ssy boy, what a b*tch with the please
[verse 2: deadbloomer]
death is coming your way
back in my mode like sh*t
come get a load of this
i’m about to get into they house and unload a clip
heads will explode to bits
rugged and cold
they wanna know why they had to die today
i have to take their lives away
my mind’s gone
have ’em suckas dying like flies yo
when i go tearing through them homes like a cyclone
that pipe long, makes me feel a little bit psycho
it might blow in*between them beautiful eyes so
they can never pray enough
cus this day ‘gon suck
when i come to say whats up

[interlude: deadbloomer]
there’s a devil (there’s a devil)
underneath my skin (and it’s under the skin)
feel the terror (feel the m*th*f*ckin terror)
cause you’ve let me in (hey)

[verse 3: trist b]
i got a devil within me
if i don’t murder he’ll k!ll me
and now i’m ripping your kidney
i chopped a body in sydney
i’m going 51*50
might get you smoked like a chimney
that p*ssy b*tch you can miss me
it may not take much convincing (hmm)
and i don’t know when i’ve consumed all the matter
within my mind, all the chatter
i f*cking spaz, make it scatter
and when i think i’m going mental
might assault, i might batter
i break the pain, make it shatter
i only smoke if it’s fatter (hmm)
[verse 4: deadbloomer]
give me gore the sicker the better
got a stiff for the splatter and a sinister head, unh
it doesn’t matter in the end we in the shredder
k!lling whatever, i turn a b*tch into a begger cus i
cannot put that thing away
ah ah
guess what’s gonna end today
you can get on your knees
have a kid on the way
but the doesn’t mean sh*t to me*oh

- trist b lyrics

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