[Intro: Dr. Surgeon]
Yo, Black Death
Dr. Surgeon, KKlan, Dark Flow
That's what we get it's looking for the black death
Bubonic, soldier nobody get this sh*t
ROAAAAAAAARRR!!!
[Verse 1: Dr. Surgeon]
Children of the war, they get explode of Grim Reaper
The six men that I bury six feet deeper
(?) and the pussies bubonic plague rat, (?) to the sax
Looking thru ya f*ckin bloody axe
(?) I just wanna relax
Right through their legs you scared of [?] underground sh*t
Nobody gives a fricking you get small
(?) remind me so so sh*t
The (?) decaying corpse
(?) in their casket or graves
Watch your (?) through the sh*t
These n*ggas, they drinking on the rats blood
Use a (?) of death
It's a sexual, (?) give em last breath
You can doing last breath
You stick to your whiny last words
You can take a probably dig to her lords
Cat butchered your (?) to your medical
What's you get everything our magical
I warming beneath the surface
Worth it guess I'm dismembered of your nervous
[Hook: Dr. Surgeon]
That's what I get black death, what you take a damn
What you gonna do to their bubonic plague mask
When you get under their surface to a f*ck n*gga trap
n*ggas support them n*ggas till they take them to the trap
News get a n*gga before they get a cramp up
We gon catch a f*cking n*gga before they get to survival
Binge does sh*t [?] to their f*cking mop
It's going to take many n*ggas [?] to get them to the South
[Verse 2: KKlan]
Bubonic Plague Mask sh*t you ain't going down here
Now you just another pieces like a b*tches with no ditches
sh*t witches from the burial ground bound when I'm down
Listen to the sound and you go to the underground
f*cking b*tches another sh*t n*ggas I'll kick your as*h*le
Now you get flow it, can't know it, stop saw it
Then you never get interrupting me to get dead
No one gets threatening me to keep my b*tches dead
Kicking out your ass with my goddamn shoes
When I got beat you up to knowing your face gets bruised
From the dirty hook switches and ditches and b*tches underground witches
You ain't get abuse me, nothing get refused
Death maniacal depths of hell pieces of scary
Don't take me down crazy, cause I get paid
Nobody wants you to take me down your mortification
No one gives a f*ck about you can escaping me from moderation
[Hook: Dr. Surgeon]
That's what I get black death, what you take a damn
What you gonna do to their bubonic plague mask
When you get under their surface to a f*ck n*gga trap
n*ggas support them n*ggas till they take them to the trap
News get a n*gga before they get a cramp up
We gon catch a f*cking n*gga before they get to survival
Binge does sh*t [?] to their f*cking mop
It's going to take many n*ggas [?] to get them to the South
[Verse 3: Dark Flow]
Before a n*gga [?] join in
To get this sh*t moving [?] before the mourning
Any n*gga can take a [?] to the drum
[Outro: Dr. Surgeon and Dark Flow]
Yeah, Black Death
92 or 94
Peace