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lirik lagu isolated beingz - over my dead body

[verse 1: ruthless rob]
never will i fall (yeah!), you can l!ck my b~lls (yeah!)
i can make you crawl and leave your blood up on the walls
it’s ruthless, i’m out my mind, you b~tches need to know that
you like to rap about it but i really took the prozac
certified nut, go and ask my f~ckin’ therapist
double r goin’ hard like a f~ckin’ terrorist
knowin’ ain’t no f~ckin’ way you b~tches can prepare for this
stickin’ my asparagus between her big old hairy tits
d~mn, this sh~t like a hurricane when i bring the pain
percocets, mary jane, scrambled with the cocaine
mix it with the redrum, take it to the brain (yeah!)
i’m goin’ off the rails on the crazy train
i can’t maintain, i’m only happy when it rains
i feel insanе ’cause all i see is bloodstains
you know it ain’t no thing to turn your ass into a zombie
you comin’ for my crown, b~tch? over my dеad body

[chorus: ruthless rob & 2~face]
never switch it up! (yeah!) over my dead body
never give a f~ck! (yeah!) over my dead body
never will i fall (yeah!), f~ck all y’all (yeah!) over my dead body
never switch it up! (yeah!) over my dead body
never give a f~ck! (yeah!) over my dead body
never will i fall (yeah!), f~ck all y’all (yeah!) over my dead body
[verse 2: grim smilezz]
you better go and say your prayers and hope your savior hears
i’m that madman in the dark with the garden shears
you better hope he cares enough to intervene on your behalf
or you dewey cox brother, yeah, cut in half
i am the man, myth, the monster, making a deal with the devil and it’s gonna cost ya
you soft as a b~tch, i can tell by your posture, yeah, you’s an imposter
got your marinara leakin’ all out your pasta
got the drum roll kickin’ like a rock opera, tell me, what’s a chicken to a chupacabra?
just a potluck, known for guerilla warfare, no contra
planet of the apes, it’s a double entendre, wrappin’ up your neck, you’re in trouble anaconda
and yeah, you’re winning over my dead body with a shotty, no nirvana
we burnin’ down your block like a strip out in gaza, insane in the membrane
be real or be ganja, my photon bright
yeah, my light so quantum, no, you’re never gonna find them (no, you’re never gonna find them), not at all

[verse 3: 2~face]
police accuse me of the body located in the lobby
druggin’ b~tches like cosby, decapitation is my hobby
call me dexter disembodied, rainin’ blood like tsunamis
abracadabra turning corpses into zombies
norman cryin’ for his mommy, jeffrey dahmer carbon copy
leatherface with skin on me, terry funk, chainsaw charlie
multi personalities, jim varney, matt hardy
jason voorhees playin’ hockey, now you dead in crystal lake
i’ma k!ll you, no mistake, wear your skin around my face
turn a date into a wake like a b~tch locked in a cage
gg allin on the stage, unstable and i’m crazed
thoughts flow into a rage as my mind is disengaged
i’m the white plague, might stalk another prey
laid to waste another victim in a freshly dug grave
makin’ minimum wage on a murderous rampage
reports on the news claim another crime wave
[chorus: ruthless rob & 2~face]
never switch it up! (yeah!) over my dead body
never give a f~ck! (yeah!) over my dead body
never will i fall (yeah!), f~ck all y’all (yeah!) over my dead body
never switch it up! (yeah!) over my dead body
never give a f~ck! (yeah!) over my dead body
never will i fall (yeah!), f~ck all y’all (yeah!) over my dead body

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