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City Morgue

FLAP LIPS

 

FLAP LIPS

(album: CITY MORGUE VOLUME 3: BOTTOM OF THE BARREL - 2021)


Yung Germ
Yeah

Break your bloody nose (Okay)
Punch you in your stomach, bet you feel it in your toes (What's up?)
Shoot in you in your chest, I bet you feel it in your soul (Yeah)
Hell is where it goes (Yeah), watch your soul as it arose (Yeah)
Stab you in your freaking woof, woof, put you in the dirt (What?)
Always claiming gangs but never ever put in work (Okay)
You opposing me, I bet you end up on a shirt (Okay)
Or maybe even worse, handicapped going to church (Okay, okay, okay)
Forty year olds stay trying to get in something (Uh-huh)
Sit your old ass down before you slip or something (What?)
Sit down 'fore you slip a fucking disc or something, huh (Okay)
I'm a war pit (Pit), young and ruthless (Ruthless)

Sit at home, flap lips (Yeah)
That's an early visit to the dentist (Okay)
Shot him, now he need an intermission
Woof, woof, barking for attention (Okay)
Sit at home, flap lips (Yeah)
That's an easy ticket to the news clip (Okay)
Shot him, now he don't know who his mom is
Woof, woof, barking 'cause he mindless

This that stuff that you could fight to (Okay)
Tote a pipe to (Okay), gut your buddy with a knife too (Huh?)
If them boys run up, they run up, see what that right too (Huh?)
If them boys run up, this that shit you lose your life to (Okay)
I hate winners, never was a racist
But I have shot niggers, squeezing chrome triggers (What?)
Suede A pillars (Huh?), twin-charged whipple on my whip
You can't get her (Okay), got cards like kachigga (Okay)

Sit at home, flap lips (Yeah)
That's an early visit to the dentist (Okay)
Shot him, now he need an intermission
Woof, woof, barking for attention (Okay)
Sit at home, flap lips (Yeah)
That's an easy ticket to the news clip (Okay)
Shot him, now he don't know who his mom is
Woof, woof, barking 'cause he mindless

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