$COURGE - HOMICIDE lyrics

[ VERSE 1: YUNG $TEEZ ] YUH, I'm here to rot and burn you know the truth I'm a savage Motherf**a when I step into the booth, so f** a dream and Pa**ion Ima put u in a coffin Ima hang a motherf**a like I'm Tying the noose, face down on the ground cuz these cops are crooked and f** a hoe cuz they blow moving on to better, f** a city and a crew cuz it's all corrupted they dick ride till I shine so f** my city, if you ain't a real homie get the f** up off me talk sh** get hit Ima f** u up, you ain't sh** lil b**h I crucifi for fun, YUH YUH now you running right back, put on the mask while you shoot out the mac, reaper be coming my scythe threw your back, f**ing the game while yo b**h on my lap homicide on my mind now yo b**h in the dirt [ VERSE 2: NE$$Y DA ROSE ] I'm the grim reaper motha f**in limb eater p**y boy soul sweeper Woe beater dough seeker flow leader slow creeper yo preacher pro speaker blow reefer hoe it go steeper Who can dig a hole deeper I got the sickest thoughts in the membrane Give you chest pain See why I'm the sickest with the mothaf**in pen game On some gotti stuff f** a body guard Known to break a hotties heart 7 body shots eat the body parts Ima mean teen sipping lean stripping gleam 2016 check the scene me and steezy the supreme f** up your regime Coming for the cream