Already Dead
Title | Already Dead |
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Artist | G-Mo Skee |
Album | My Filthy Spirit Bomb |
Release Date | 2016-12-02 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] Yeah, hey yo it's G-Mo Skee. And when you see me riding through your motherfucking hood on a squeaky bike you better tuck your fucking shit nigga. Hahaha. Fuck you niggas. Fuck being humble nigga I'm already dead. I'm already dead! Filth [Chorus] You can crush my heart with a sledge You can take me to a cliff and throw me off of a ledge You can lock me in a cage, try to starve me instead It doesn't matter what you do bitch I'm already dead! You can shoot me with a fucking Glock in the head You can force feed me a bottle of pharmacy meds You can chop me up, take a fucking arm and a leg But the jokes' on you bitch I'm already dead! [Verse 1] This is anti-humanity slash killer music I wash my ass in a bathtub filled with sewerage You wanna kill me? Have holy water and silver bullets Nail me to a cross in the middle of a field and do it (just do it) Niggas get sacrificed with they feet tied I add 'em to the pool of blood, now that shit is knee-high If you look in the mirror, say my name three times I'll show up and wreck shop like a wasp in a beehive All you faggot rappers finna make me lock the closet Found a conscious rapper at my show, now I've got a hostage Take me to your fucking leader bitch: I slaughter bosses I was taught to never let 'em run like the water faucet Died in '95 from a freak accident They threw me in the morgue but my body has been absent since Now I'm a zombie, running the streets, clapping shit Cops sending shots at a nigga but I haven't flinched [Chorus] You can crush my heart with a sledge You can take me to a cliff and throw me off of a ledge You can lock me in a cage, try to starve me instead It doesn't matter what you do bitch I'm already dead! You can shoot me with a fucking Glock in the head You can force feed me a bottle of pharmacy meds You can chop me up, take a fucking arm and a leg But the jokes' on you bitch I'm already dead! You might also like[Verse 2] Worms and maggots in my hat I feel them squirm together I used two pitchforks to eat a German Shepherd Dipped the machete in oil, now it's working better Sever heads and burn the bodies in the fucking church's cellar Boy you never heard such a bloodthirsty rap Fuck with me I'll murder your cul-de-sac with a sturdy axe Throw a brick through the back window of your dirty Lac Like the bitch who called Ms. Parker fucking Bernie Mack (white devil) You niggas spit like you never had a fight before My niggas spit like cavemen that wrestle dinosaurs When this shit's jumping off like a diving board You're getting stomped out with more kicks than the Nike store X-Rated flow; this is not a rap for kids This is where I grab the can of whoop-ass and crack the lid Chop 'em up, fuck his body up and pack the fridge Then come to the Inf Gang barbecue with a rack of ribs [Chorus] You can crush my heart with a sledge You can take me to a cliff and throw me off of a ledge You can lock me in a cage, try to starve me instead It doesn't matter what you do bitch I'm already dead! You can shoot me with a fucking Glock in the head You can force feed me a bottle of pharmacy meds You can chop me up, take a fucking arm and a leg But the jokes' on you bitch I'm already dead! [Verse 3] I ain't bodybuilding at the gym, I don't play games I want to lift a shawty, that's the reason I weight train Busting off it's like you niggas got hit with a freight train Put the barrel on your chest like a fucking [?] chain No I don't see a threat, I just see a bunch of busters I'm finna hit you uncle-fuckers with the knuckle dusters Aim a rocket launcher at your whip [?] clustered Everywhere I go I'm leaving motherfuckers smothered No peace, I'm not an apologetic dude I'm liable to still explode even if you lick the fuse Run up on 'em pussies and I let the weapon ooze They freeze up like Sub-Zero did his special move 'Cause they don't want to meet Jason Inf Gang fucked your bitch then we dropped her off at the police station Walking with a waddle 'Cause I fucked her with a broken alcohol bottle Full throttle Bitch said she didn't swallow |