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[Verse 1: GGrim]
I can't hold it back
Colours gone and grey is breaching this world
Yall gonna burn to ashes
Leaving corpses in masses
Im fucking done with the passive
Thinking bout a massive mountain of bodies
Things looking grim
Got organs in the trolley
Feeling jolly like I should
Cutting up the ones
Who never stood a chance in the hood
Bitch I bet the dagger feels good
Gotchu wishing you could see the light of day
Just one last time no way

[Verse 2: KO$TE]
All you bitches slangin
Talking shit I'm bustin like you Tony
I see right through all your lyrics
Make me sick to see a phoney
Smoke the bud to keep me sane
Ain't got a bowl I can't refrain
Scrape the bags and pay the front up
Off the Buddha mane
You feel the reaper the creepin up tweaker
Buddah seeka
So devilish with the flow
And leaving you bitches fucking freekin
All of you bustas wanted to test the mob
So come and play
GGrim and KO$TE out the fucking
Grave to ruin your day