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fuck yo respect - whiteyes & $crew (artist) lyrics

[verse 1: whiteye$]
ayy
whoever’s in this send me on the earth
hate to never know my worth
this thing always numb with the blood
oh, i got the urge, paranoia mixed with all the pain
bodies droppin’ like the rain, from my rain
now your homies feelin’ lame, bl**dy red from your clothes
sammy tucked inside my shorts, give a f*ck, always [?]
hatin’ life, regret my [?], slowly comin’ up
ain’t stoppin’ till my face up on a shirt
i’ve been rollin’ up and comin’ since my day begin’s to [?]
what’s the word, all these motherf*ckers talk a lot of sh*t
know like b*tches on the net, we takin’ shots so they can see
it’s the end of the resurrected demon body’s gang
exorcist, givin’ up my soul, forever gonna live
syndicate, vice a weapon, manifest upon the system
sn*tchin’ up souls, beginnin’ it, up in the flames
up in the crypt, that’s on the set
f*ck you, p*ssy, sell it now, just go and check
homie, that’s disembodied, i’ll k!ll your pit
i’m hangin’ by the neck, f*ck yo respect

[verse 2: $crew]
poppin’ [?]
that’s a rotten batch, okay
[?] in my system
might not feel it, got no strength
let me take it back, let’s take it out
b*tch, i’m about to let it bang
rock the b*tches, pull it
seven all up on these n*ggas, might
red dot under your head, i pull it back and then i pass it right
sawed*off shotgun to your back, you take this sh*ll or cash this time
break a little flag, get a red tag, tag team with a f*ckin’ bat like you pushin’ in a flag
back in the line, got a n*gga with a tag, and a n*gga with a mag that’ll break through a tag
pullin’ catbacks all day, f*ckin’ n*ggas tryna act, be the best motherf*ckin’
run a yak, k!ll a rat, f*ck a champ, chop a n*gga with an axe
it’s a fact, but it’s better bring a n*gga with a plan

- whiteyes crew artist lyrics

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