Who Cares About the Dead

Lyrics
[Intro] - I took this back... - Are you restin' now? - Uh-uh - Aww [Verse] I'll leave you unresponsive, young goons turnin' to monsters Sellin' nicks in Hondas and turnin' to block bonkers An old killa, separate his body and spirit You die in my death clinic 'cause you're a faggot like Emo Philips Shit in your T-Stars like "Please, don't kill us" Snowblind, I white frost, like we closed the fridge up Stashin' the Prada shoebox, you get popped here Drop offs to wash up MILF's like Heather Locklear We got the crack here, homie, lookin' mega gory Israeli bitch with thе balloon and suppositories Mexican crime lord, crimе spree mongoloids Anything you fuckers can shoot, we got them power toys Fuck the flowers, your funeral is pissed on Headstone shot the fuck up, the triple six on
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Credits
- Writers
- Lord Goat
- Klive Kraven