Jasiah, Teenage Disaster - MANHUNT lyrics

[Jasiah, Teenage Disaster - MANHUNT lyrics]

I’d like to dedicate this song
Yo, shut the fuck up

Burn your house down, bitch, I’m an arsonist
Stompin' on his head
'cause I’m not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dry blood
I’m laughin' in the courtroom
Your body’s in the mud now
Bitch, stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It’s a manhunt, it’s a manhunt
If you got guns, then follow me
Pick 'em off for the
Dough like one-two-three

Please man, I got a fuckin' family
Ah, don’t worry, I’ll make a
Trip to your house next, bang

Killed the cops 'cause I killed 'em all
(Ha ha ha)
Fuck you bitch, it’s a free-for-all
I shoot 'em dead, both big and small
Stand up to me, you ain’t got the balls bitch
One, two, three
Bodies in the ditch, bitch, which?
You could be saved (Fuck that, I’ll forget
You’ve all betrayed me)

Us fine? We’re not, little liar
Fuckin' liar, set him on fire
(You’re fucked)

Burn your house down, bitch, I’m an arsonist
Stompin' on his head
'cause I’m not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dry blood
I’m laughin' in the courtroom
Your body’s in the mud now
Bitch, stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It’s a manhunt, it’s a manhunt
If you got guns, then follow me
Pick 'em off for the
Dough like one-two-three

(We’re here)
First name Jerry, last name Jones
I went to his house in Cleveland Road
Knocked on the door and got no reply
Jerry didn’t know he was gonna die
(Jerry, hey remember me?)
First name Chris, last name’s White
I double checked if the rope is tight
It’s kinda sad, he didn’t try to fight
He laid back, told the world goodnight
First name police, last name chief
He used to go by the street name "Beef"
Shot him in the chest
Now he’s as lifeless as I
That’s what you get when you become a cop
(Hey, stop fucking running
They’re not gonna fuckin' find you, Bang)

Burn your house down, bitch, I’m an arsonist
Stompin' on his head
'cause I’m not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dry blood
I’m laughin' in the courtroom
Your body’s in the mud now
Bitch, stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It’s a manhunt, it’s a manhunt
If you got guns, then follow me
Pick 'em off for the
Dough like one-two-three

(Just stop fuckin' moving)
Bitch, get the fuck out my way bitch
I’ma rip out his tongue, he won’t say shit
Hit your head with some blood like a caveman
Then get his bitch on her knees
She said amen ayy, I’m a fucked up nigga
You are gonna die today, tough luck nigga
Gun to your head, I’ma bust some
Who you tryna run from? 'Cause
I’m on a manhunt nigga

I know you want out
But there’s nowhere to go
Black hole, leave your carcass
They all died alone

Burn your house down, bitch, I’m an arsonist
Stompin' on his head
'cause I’m not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dry blood
I’m laughin' in the courtroom
Your body’s in the mud now
Bitch, stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It’s a manhunt, it’s a manhunt
If you got guns, then follow me
Pick 'em off for the
Dough like one-two-three

Jerry, come on, say "Hi!" to the camera
Buddy this is your big moment
You’re on fucking television

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