Semma Terry lyrics

by

G-Mo Skee


[Intro]
Cause we gon' take 'em to the cemetery
It's getting scary, they dare me to get these n*ggas buried
It's such a rarity, rarely see me with n*ggas barely
Nobody scared me, you carried off in a cemetery

[Verse 1: Godemis]
Hey my Killa City Shuffle cut a rug with misdirection
n*ggas is nervous, losing service over disconnection
I scribble lines outside the further to critique depression
And waste my time using my mind designing lethal weapons
Probably hobble you, gotta holla, better keep it steppin'
f*ck up a check and this service wordless with a preacher flexing
f*ck what you thinking, the ship is sinking, better keep a weapon
I'm going totally krolly homie with a reefer breath on
So f*ck you and that b*tch, I f*ck you with her di*k
Ya dismissed to flip scripts and so p*ssed, I sip sh*t (quick)
And I don't lose a single wink about it
And nevermind, I'm losing sleep without it
We too lit to drink shots, we do link to big plots
So you got, I think not, I'm Rorschach to inkblot
So mens here's a song for your son and your daughter
Won't let 'em f*ck the startup, more holy the water

[Hook: Trizz]
Cause we gon' take 'em to the cemetery
It's getting scary, they dare me to get these n*ggas buried
It's such a rarity, rarely see me with n*ggas barely
Nobody scared me, you carried off in a cemetery
Yeah, cause we gon' take 'em to the cemetery
It's getting scary, they dare me to get these n*ggas buried
It's such a rarity, rarely see me with n*ggas barely
Nobody scared me, you carried off in a cemetery
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