Drag ’Em From The River

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Lord Infamous & DJ Paul - Rap, Trap

Drag ’Em From The River

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[Hook: The Showboys sample] Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Puffin smoke out the gun, just then I watch the niggas bail Take a deep breath then I let nina exhale Teflon makes it hard to identify kill Bump car steamer dump the motherfucking corpse in the potter's fields, arms, .380 chrome crack domes Sledgehammer swings, then me crush all thee bones Watch 'em swell, oh well, mane he looks kinda pale Caught alotta hell, swallow .357 shells One of my homies tried to warn you my nigga Hope he got insurance on the damn grave digger Or did you ever know of niggas with my mentality? The penitentiary yo, is just a mere formality Mane Scarecrow life has no meaning so why should yours? What you gonna do when assassins kickin' down yo doors? And niggas when ya feel the hot lead in yo liver I laugh when the one-timers drag you from the river [Hook: The Showboys sample/Lord Infamous] Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard [Verse 2: DJ Paul] I jumped in my Cutlass, straight ghost down the back street Got a bandana and my rifle on the front seat Me and Scarecrow filled with anna Getting bout a sneak another peak Busta finna found floatin' down a muddy creek With his nuts up his ass, another fucking mega blast Take his partner out the other car, lay him in the grass Tie his hands real tight until the rope cut his meat Take off the blindfold and strap them grey bricks to his feet Perform a satanic ritual and give all praise To the great evildoers, squeeze the trizzick in his fuckin' face Busta motherfucker always talkin' that hard shit Goin' crazy over these hoes finna get put in a click By the Killa Man nigga behind the motherfucking trigger When the 80's pointin' at ya, the coward breath get bigger The first power lit ya, the .380 hit ya The M.P.D's found the body decayed in the river [Hook: The Showboys sample/Lord Infamous] Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] These bitch ass niggas are the type of motherfuckers that like to stare with they eyes Come on, get this spine stomp till ya paralyzed Cock Mrs. Nina, spittin' Teflon in yo lungs You better watch that mouth busta, if you want that tongue Runnin' 'round town sayin' you won what you win nigga Mark motherfuckers still ain't got ya ass in nigga Lord Infamous the maniac, schizophrenic Scarecrow dude I'm the nigga to fuck with if you wanna be fish food Pin hits the hollow point hit yo guts and then the slug explode Place on yo chest, it's a dead red bloody rose Yo mammy lookin' sad when she see your toe tag Bullet ate that ass like a Rottweiler gone mad Niggas pay the cost when they cross the loco boss Toss what's left of the body in a bloody swamp Would he? Why would he try to diss my brother fat nigga Don't get your bad ass thrown in the fuckin river [Hook: The Showboys sample/Lord Infamous] Drag 'em from the river, throw 'em back up on the swamp

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Credits

Writers
  • Lord Infamous
  • DJ Paul