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Maggot Face

 

Maggot Face

(álbum: 1 Less G In The Hood - 2000)


Here come the maggot, feeding on my flesh! [x8]

Darkness, (black!) buried underground
3 slugs in my chest, never been found
I'm decomposing, my lungs collapse
My flesh is food for the maggots on my back!
Got my gat! They all said my bodies paralized
I can feel them crawling on my eyes!
And looking for the open wounds, the smell of death
Now they on the march, on my face to eat my flesh
Starting on my chest where the first bullet enter
A hundred maggots in and start digging in the center!
Tearing up my insides, til' they reached my rib
then one of them hollered, "Back to the grill!"
They all followed one by one on my chest
And headed on back to my face to rest
The trip to my head was like a race
They all made it though, and that's why I got a maggot face!

[Chorus]
Yea I got a maggot face and I don't care
Yea I got a maggot face and I, don't, care! [x4]

I got maggots on my face, 3 quarters of my body
They running through my veins like a, IVY!
Feeding off the blood and flesh to take control
Of a lifeless corpse, dead man without a soul
Trying to maintain while they crawl through my bloodstream
I can feel'em moving from my neck to my brain
To my eyelids, to the back of my spine
From my feet on up to my mother fucking mind!
They want to take control of my body and reak havoc
On them suckas out there tryin to rob my fucking casket
Or my goods like a 40 of formaldehyde
A 9 millimeter, good for pulling drive-bys!
My 2 rags and a sawed of shotgun!
Any sucka get wit'in 2 feet, I pop'em!
And I peel your wig, before you bit the case
I wanna tell you bitches straight from the maggot face

[Chorus]

Here come the maggot, feeding on my flesh! [x8]

Now your homie Blaze, got a maggot face
Got me creeping out the casket, just to erase
Suckers on my block 'cause the maggots gotta eat
Scoped 3 fools with my semi-auto heat
Dragged their fucking bodies back into my casket
Chopping limbs up, wit' a hatchet!
Fresh for the livin, ain't no better taste
Woke from the dead, made a mother fucking maggot face!

[Chorus]

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