### **[Intro]**
Plastic bags hang from these trees like banshees.
I'm surrounded by danger, we can't show no fear.
Look out.
### **[Verse 1: Vaeo]**
Skinwalker, I'll cut you down to bonies
you can't control me
Bodies droppin' in the yard, be careful where I step
And it's hard to hear you talkin' while you're chokin' on your breath
And it's like a scrimmage to the death
And I'm draggin' you to hell, ain't no point in fearin' death, right?
I'm still spinnin' on the block, ain't no fear of God
If he got some shit to talk, make his body rock
I stay smokin' gasolinе, blowin' out exhaust
And you a pussy motherfucker, you got no shit to talk
### **[Chorus]**
shit, I'ma put you in a leglock
Cry, little bitch, I ain't stoppin' 'til your head drop
Run it up, run it up, bitch, you'll never make the cut
yeah, we blowin' up
I'ma put you in a leglock
Cry, little bitch, I ain't stoppin' 'til your head drop
### **[Verse 2: polar]**
They try to leave me with no options
Shoot your block up, leave you in a coffin
Smell like blood when I walk in
Smoking on three blunts, hit them with the toxins
Tweaking off the narcotics
I've been gone too long, got me feeling nauseous
Buried them inside a garden
Ten feet down so nobody ever finds it
### **[Verse 3: sudbath]**
Got no control of my head
Can't remember a word I said
I think I'd rather be dead
I'm gonna put you to bed
Headcrusher shit, I'ma put you in a leglock
Cry, little bitch, I ain't stoppin' 'til your head drop
Red dot, lead hot, instant kill, one shot
Smokin' on your pack, it look like you still work at Walmart
[Verse 4: k0a]
Cut the lights, I wield with spite
I got no feelings
I'll stop your breathing
Pussy motherfucker say he mean it
I bring the stick to the meetings
I ain't come to talk, I came to fucking bleed it
Blow your head straight off
Make your homie fucking clean it
Cut the lights, I take my fucking mask off
[Verse 5: Dylan Longworth]
Mask on, I'ma put ya'll in the past tense
Pull up on the set and hit you with a strap, bitch
Send him to his grave, I ain't ever give a last chance
Pull up like an asset, drop him, take his scalp back
Nightcrawlin', think I'm 'bout to catch a body
Pop star, yeah, this shit is not a hobby
Hit a cypher like a lick, I feel like Rocky
Stepped in the game, now everybody tryna copy
[Verse 6: Rex & Calder]
"Die," that's what she told me when she looked into my eyes
Every word that comes out of her mouth is just a lie
Molly rock into my water bottle, fuck, I'm high
Red Circles on his body, turn him to a pizza pie
I just spent all my money at the GameStop
Typin' fast, yeah, you sweatin' on your laptop
Eyes wide, snortin' lines in an IHOP
I just got some donair off an airdrop
[Outro]
Cut the lights, I wield with spite
I got no feelings
I'ma leave you in a coffin
Bodies droppin' down to the motherfuckin' floor
Try to hate on me, but you won't be talkin' no more
Headcrushin' down to the motherfuckin' floor
Try to hate on me, but you won't be talkin' no mortian
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