Sell Dope

(альбом: Reaper - 2016)

Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope
Watching my cousin sell dope

Watching my cousin sell dope
Dead bodies looking bloody, murder on the floor
Wanna go?
I got some weapons that I will come up and stick into your soul
I am the dead motherfucker that don't give a fuck what you say
Giving it back to the flame with the rope 'round my neck
Then I drop to the floor
Then I resurrect with a fucking hole in my brain
Yung Death got the motive, Death got the power
Death bring the fucking death shower
Death be the light at the end of the tunnel
The train come to hit you, see you in an hour
Close up, I be creeping like a night rat
It's the nightmare that you never had
Put the blade in then I take it back
Death made them fucking tracks to make you not give a fuck
I be that villainous lunatic son of a bitch with the thugs
And it don't phase me if you pussies don't play me
'Cause I got all that I could want and I don't really care if you hate me, you bitch
Fuck with me, I'm a body technician
Get anything from dead enemies to suicidal bitches
[?], tell 'em what it is
Bitch, don't try to fucking resist
(I know you want it)
I inject this shit right into your brain and then give you the shit that no one ever did
Told you you might not wanna fuck with me and that was correct
I bring that mo'fucking death, I be so mo'fucking blessed
I grab my metal and press into your mo'fucking chest
Bitch, it's that Death Mane coming out the trenches of the Midwest

With a bunch of thugs who sell dope
(Bunch of thugs who sell dope)
With a bunch of thugs who sell dope
(Bunch of thugs who sell dope)
With a bunch of thugs who sell dope
Bunch of thugs who sell dope
With a bunch of thugs who selling dope
(Bunch of thugs who sell dope)