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lirik lagu children of the corn - paint the town red

[chorus:]
“bloodshed i’m painting the town red” kool g. rap [x8]
[verse:]
yo, you’re f-cking with a well known felon
i’ll do more then just leave you swellin
i’ll blast you in your melon and leave you smellin
take off the safety and incert the clip
then i start to flip, bust off like d-cks inside p-rno flicks
under my tongue is where my blade rest
my 12 guage stress is even more scarier then an aids test
you know my steelo, i stay on the d-low
murdering negros, with double four desert eagles
the juice from my cerebral, is lethal
bloodshed outta be illegal, evil like kanevil
cause i get physical like a contact sport
i’m nasty like a crackhead in spandex shorts
all sorts of n-gg-z dream about taking mine
but if they do they get their faces st-tched up just like frankenstein
don’t cross the line if you afraid of the guage
i smell the p-ssy see the b-tch running down your leg
n-gg-
[talking:]
yo let this n-gg-z know
’95 we painting the whole f-cking town red
these b-tch -ss n-gg-z been saying you can’t go solo
let these n-gg-z know what time it is
take it to their f-cking faces kid
[chorus:]
“bloodshed i’m painting the town red” kool g. rap [x8]
[verse:]
i got a bullet vest, n-gg-z that fes’
i’m on some new stress, walk around with a smith west
giving heart tests, i’m heartless
on some i’ll sh-t, i’m out to spark sh-t
you wanana stay alive then money don’t get on my spark list
d-mn right blood’s a murderer, i don’t play i f-cking slay
f-ck around and get your brains blown like jfk
richard kuklinski that’s my idol, all about survival
my gat leaves n-gg-z more holy then the f-cking bible
aiyo it gets worse i spark at church
i’m the type to make your grandmother grab her f-cking purse
my life is f-cked up, worser then that my life’s a stress world
even the fresh girls get sprayed up like s-curls
i -ssissinate i was brought up by the ways of a tec
a nine, a gat, a glock is all i need to catch wreck
bloodshed a budda head, known for flippin when i’m trippin’
i put the f-cking clip in and i’m leaving n-gg-z drippin
a mad man a public nusiance, i’m like a heart threat
leave n-gg-z slain on the train like bernard goettz
a murderer f-cking with me, you must got problems
i’ll make you wish your pops would’ve used a f-cking condom
eyes is ch-nky like an oriental, far from gentle
i guess i’m just f-cked up in the mental
i leave bullet scars f-ck using a knife
buck a twice, take your life plus your after life
[chorus:]
“bloodshed i’m painting the town red” kool g. rap [x8]
[verse]
murder astrologist, peep the final -n-lysis
thicker then mud, dealing with blood like dialysis
bloodshed is the opposite of painless
i’ll rip your -n-s out of the frame with what ya came with
in a hurry, word to keith murray, “i get in ya”
and if you don’t know let me tell you what i can bring ya
press your heart with the 4-4, out of my dresser drawer
under my draws, next to nude photos of that vanessa wh-r-
you can’t stop me, i got the force to floor rocky
and then i’ll rip his face just like an autopsy
nuff said, bloodshed, the man who be tearing it
evil like medusa on her period
chewing mcs like a spiriment
cause i’m a stone short of pyramid
wicked like witch crafts experiments
how could you think that you could beat me
think that you can defeat me
malcolm x would eat pork before you eat me
[chorus:]
“bloodshed i’m painting the town red” kool g. rap [x8]

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