Crucified - Violaters lyrics

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Crucified - Violaters lyrics

[Verse 1] f** 'em, all my haters, get 'em all up to the paper Put 'em all up in a muthaf**er [?], I pa** 'em all And nobody gonna rip and gonna get it screwing up But chop 'em with the sort of venom, man I bet that we will shock How to get em all with force [?] And the devil shyt is curse [?] up like a torch And their bodies get a [?] And I'm leavin' their panic and I get back in attacking and gonna finish everybody all I'ma get em when I shoot em, man, I'm TEC-9 Hop in 'em all up, follow [?] till the last drop Then I put the ashes, gonna get it, split it in a milli, [?] never get cought [?] money, let the cash come Go ahead and [?] figure out a last one To make to get em list and leave and sees and and meet and rip em with a pa**ion Who wanna feel em to take a night,and stand making opposite tomanage the ma** swear,and he punches em all bleadin and leadin through the far You are f**in' with the bomb sh** I'm becomin' Crucified And tellin how to tell em and say goodbye How many we get em through the corner and creep in night And we gonna get to make em all get a hit emand pop em and beat em that they get high Everyday we dust the blast highline Muthaf**a sure that he is stayin in my mind I am all up above people in dance and take a chance n chance mugling grap the past time Whenever we a quit All up in sh** Get a bcrime and swear the big to exit I gonna feel em and swear em through the corner and take em not to forgive me how im take another hit [Verse 2] We comin to get u and make u get down And wake above the stain and check the parillas And some go ahead and sure we are all men Never known what is above goin to rain Lets get a riper N he is be sellin n manage us all to be a ghost We can actually smoke some a lot of known See mystigue Crucified that u r hope know U can feel up the smoke U can hope on rope and I know how is to sold a flow Whenever muthaf**a is leadin n till bleadin and I am seen it we can get a quick soldier We get quick and even lickin like a murder n stuck pissin em through the murder pillin over all em and will win take em like a jillity n manage to do em in my ability Now we wanna hot all em hospitally See em through the muthaf**as who curse in din The wrap all rappers right n hip hop n gong n drop n block em on all pillin grib Shots r gonna go Cups r gonna roll The till u go U wanna roll Give me all weed and I need to be free Homies r be checkin my turses which i see where i leave Like a flick from the sixes and see it repeatedly and we gon through reality Tricks will be blast whenever we gonna last N life will be focus like what we r all see No one could blame But enemies wanna want all heat diein Shut em up all n din em n eat em in my level n figure em with my sees what r watchin for the sign [Verse 3] People are fightin like disbehave em n no one can get em n put em in every bad venom Homie Imma get em n get em with arm threatn Im leavin em free Imma put em in convorsation While we sit n gonna wanna put in my opposition Try n doubt me whenever we get down em through the check em What would we have if we put in the destination When we are all bra**ed em n kick em violater em How much is a p**y tissin above these b**h How many family cause we everybody switch Gonna get em mornin n so they have to pull em quick N nobody wanna go to have to get em quit Whenever everybody is put em in way in my sickness Never let me is their no witness N washes all dishes n come through the vicious Do u really wanna to never see a lot of dis sh** N target is beatin So heart is wicked My mind is beat me So whats real its real Walk em to mohan n get u a ticket n lap has seen this sense as feel So whats a deal I rap em as a ticket n so I go real I smoke n choke n flow is my on n best is to choke n we keep in consils I never diffeel So how my life seems in all my best level N I can take my bite n make em vomit This is a good smoke This is a good k** And b**h shoot and get k**ed When I'm up, shoot 'em all up in their [?] Get em in novel where they stockin in da real Stick em on gun n was it just chill

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