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City Morgue

Stupid Games

 

Stupid Games

(album: My Bloody America - 2023)


Thraxx

[ZillaKami:]
Hello, do you need your fucking face touched?
With a metal fist, I'll leave you picked up
Blood on the machete, make the blade rust
Infection in the cut, it's leaking out pus
I'm a big dog, you a fucking cat, dawg
You gonna need an army just to have your back, dawg
And this .556 will stop them in their tracks, dawg
You won't even have the time to react, dawg

Fist into the face, ice pack to the eye
Do you wanna die? Do you want your mom to cry?
Kicks into the head, bash into the brains
And I'ma keep swinging 'til you do not look the same
Now let's play stupid games, and win stupid prizes
And let's play with this gun, and try not to fire it
And let's play stupid games, and win stupid prizes
And let's play with these drugs, and fight with our vices

[SosMula:]
Bentley truck, stick shift, it be shooting by
Bitch, do you really wanna play do or die?
Princess cuts got my fucking wrist slit, it's a suicide
All I fucking rock is Rick drip
Ain't no suit and tie, bitch, I'm super fly
I be shooting guys, big MAC, bitch, it's super size
Bitch, I'm super high, selling two for five
You either shoot or die

[ZillaKami:]
Fist into the face, ice pack to the eye
Do you wanna die? Do you want your mom to cry?
Kicks into the head, bash into the brains
And I'ma keep swinging 'til you do not look the same
Now let's play stupid games, and win stupid prizes
And let's play with this gun, and try not to fire it
And let's play stupid games, and win stupid prizes
And let's play with these drugs, and fight with our vices

And fight with our vices

done

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