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lirik lagu okgutta - i do homicides instead of sleeping

[intro]
yeah, okgutta

[verse]
all black beretta
nine millimeter, slapped sights on the top of the slide (uh~huh, yeah)
got two beams on that b~tch
purple green on that b~tch, hulk smash on the ride (yeah, uh~huh)
he tried to run, bullets ripped through his purple jeans
hit his legs, he paralyzed (veggie, yeah)
made him bleed for that sh~t
he gon’ scream like a b~tch, i was watching him die (b~tch)
popped five pinks on a hit
i was nodding off spinning at the same d~mn time (homicide)
i’m thinking about homicide every time i fall asleep
murder stay on my mind (on my mind)
i’m trying to whack him
i’m trying to k!ll them all slowly one slice at a time (yeah)
trying to push up on me that’s like committing suicide
bullets bounced around his mind (yeah)
i’ve been thinking bout digging him, brodie
ripper tips hit him and blow up inside him (yeah)
where the f~ck are you going?
i split his face four ways, i divide him (i divide him)
closed casket, his family gone miss him
wish they could get buried beside him (yeah)
took off his face left him unrecognizable
took his inside turned them out of him (yeah)
i turned every five into fifty
i’m getting that guap, what the f~ck are you out of it (what the f~ck?)
boy i will put you out of it
five fifty~six hit him once now he out of it (okgutta)
from the way that he look
you would think i kept shooting and stood over top of him (yeah)
put five in his top
i just melted his brain but i’ll keep on tapping him (keep on tapping him)
like deadshot daiquiri, if i pop a perc i’ma keep head tapping him (head tapping him)
put a whole d~mn bag on him
bring back his head on a trap ima ash on it (yeah)
he dissed, i caught him slipping
first forty~eight i went put the ratchet on him (b~tch)
death is looming over you
real grim reaper i’ll put the casket on him (what the)
bloods leaking out of you, i threw a couple .308’s on him
stunting with an mpk on me, ’til there’s blood leaking out of you
7.62’s devour you, i’m reeking havoc with a k on me
i won’t stop until his brains mushy, every organ turned to baby food
i’m in milton with illegal tools in case a n~gga try to get up on me
he said he gone pull the trigger on me, better hope i don’t run into you
dump the whole mag onto you, don’t run you cannot get away from me
i’m not letting sh~t get past me, i’m not the one you wanna run into
the last one you’d wanna bump into, chances are i got a weapon on me
i can turn you to a memory, but they ain’t even gone want to remember you
they probably better off forgetting you, cause the scene was so d~mn grizzly
casket closed inside a cemetery, they couldn’t get the final looks at you

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