City Morgue - NEMATODES lyrics
[City Morgue - NEMATODES lyrics]
Thraxx
I wanna load it up and
Make you bite the bullet (Okay)
I wanna fold you up and make
You bite the bullet (Wassup?)
Wanna die tonight? Then call me up (Huh?)
It's 1-800-IDONT-GIVE-A-FUCK (Sleezy)
Bitch, I got F&N, carbon fiber metal blaster
(Boom boom) shootin' first, I'm never askin'
(Boom)
All my bitches hella ratchet (Sleezy)
Been hit your Chevy, break it
(Mula) , bricks, pounds
Heavy stackin' (Work)
Been 'round every baddie (Slide)
Sittin' down when we clappin' (Boom boom)
Break your skull head, nigga, like a raw egg
Nigga (Bitch)
Look, it ain't enough, I
Just need more bread, nigga
(Mula)
Put a bullet hole right in your forehead
Nigga (Boom boom)
Call your girl up 'cause I need more head
Nigga
I wanna load it up and
Make you bite the bullet
I wanna fold you up and
Make you bite the bullet
Wanna die tonight? Then call me up
It's 1-800-IDONT-GIVE-A-FUCK (Haha)
Get twist like a RipStik, six-six
Suck a fuckin' dick, bitch
(Okay) loadin' up a clip-clip
Hangin' out the whip-whip (Wassup)
Sucky-sucky, fucky on my
Mothafuckin' dip stick (Huh?)
Got a drummy-drummy in the
Mothafuckin' big stick (Haha)
Oh you funny-funny when I pull
Up to your crib, huh?
(Okay) turn into comedians when I
Raise up the fists, huh?
(Wassup?) got a problem with me? Then
Submit it to the kid, huh
(What?) we could have a shootout like
I was Billy the Kid, huh
(What?) who left the oven on? I think
I let the heat go (Huh?)
We shootin' off your hair
Like you had cancer, go to chemo
(Huh?) enamored in your shit like
We are mothafuckin' nematodes (Huh?)
Oh, it's gettin' cold
Then we lettin' all the heaters go (Okay)
I wanna load it up and
Make you bite the bullet (Okay)
I wanna fold you up and make
You bite the bullet (Wassup?)
Wanna die tonight? Then call me up (Huh?)
It's 1-800-IDONT-GIVE-A-FUCK (Sleezy)
Bitch, I got F&N, carbon fiber metal blaster
(Boom boom) shootin' first, I'm never askin'
(Boom)
All my bitches hella ratchet (Sleezy)
Been hit your Chevy, break it
(Mula) , bricks, pounds
Heavy stackin' (Work)
Been 'round every baddie (Slide)
Sittin' down when we clappin' (Boom boom)
Break your skull head, nigga, like a raw egg
Nigga (Bitch)
Look, it ain't enough, I
Just need more bread, nigga
(Mula)
Put a bullet hole right in your forehead
Nigga (Boom boom)
Call your girl up 'cause I need more head
Nigga
I wanna load it up and
Make you bite the bullet
I wanna fold you up and
Make you bite the bullet
Wanna die tonight? Then call me up
It's 1-800-IDONT-GIVE-A-FUCK (Haha)
Get twist like a RipStik, six-six
Suck a fuckin' dick, bitch
(Okay) loadin' up a clip-clip
Hangin' out the whip-whip (Wassup)
Sucky-sucky, fucky on my
Mothafuckin' dip stick (Huh?)
Got a drummy-drummy in the
Mothafuckin' big stick (Haha)
Oh you funny-funny when I pull
Up to your crib, huh?
(Okay) turn into comedians when I
Raise up the fists, huh?
(Wassup?) got a problem with me? Then
Submit it to the kid, huh
(What?) we could have a shootout like
I was Billy the Kid, huh
(What?) who left the oven on? I think
I let the heat go (Huh?)
We shootin' off your hair
Like you had cancer, go to chemo
(Huh?) enamored in your shit like
We are mothafuckin' nematodes (Huh?)
Oh, it's gettin' cold
Then we lettin' all the heaters go (Okay)