Dunigans lyrics

[Intro: Locodunit]
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with Lord
And the Word was Lord
The same was in the beginning with Lord
All things were made by him; and without him was not any thing made that was made
In him was life; and the life was light of Seed of 6ix
It's goin' down... rest in peace Lord Infamous!
The motherf*cking (?) the Infamous beast b*tch
Seed of 6ix in this hoe, Faces of Gospel n*gga

[Hook: Locodunit]
The Glock on my w-izz-aist, still on that b-izz-ay
Hangin' on the corner, puffin' marijuana
We some Dunigans, we some Dunigans
Everything we did you just done again
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill
b*tch it's a house call
Glock nine with no love, love, love

[Interlude: Lord Infamous]
Yeah motherf*cker, this is Lord Infamous
Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter, Scarecrow hoe
To my kinfolk: Loco
Yeah my blood kinfolk so don't f*ck with him
Or we'll be at ya with ya, b*tch
[Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
And then when I shred him I turn on the dread
When I leave him for dead, mozzarella the head
Dig up the spot so the body can rest
When you f*ck with me, yes you f*ckin' with the best
Murderous thoughts, tombs, plots
Throw 'em in hollow ground, f*ck a pine box
.45 cal mag it hit like a ox
As the heat bubble skin like he got chicken pox
Time to play Camela, I will let hammer c*ck
And yo weak ass will get blown out your socks
Toss me the Glock and I rock it, it's tox
And his corpse washed up on the f*ckin' river rocks
Opportunity knocks when you got money knots
Picture the sh*t like you got Magnavox
Smith & Wesson impale you while your b*tch watch
Yo death time is close on the clock - Tick Tock!

[Verse 2: Lil Infamous]
Yeah killas kill a n*gga, don't flee the scene
I just stare at the body, I love the scenery
pus*y n*ggas talk sh*t, dead turn goes quick
Hood full of paranormal activities
But I bet this Ruger leave 'em wet like neopren
(?) spotlight, light 'em up with the infrabeam
Hit the gas, drop the ash, car pass like Nas
Drive-by, put a slug in his memories
All these n*ggas suffer in the motherf*cking gully
Dead bodies smell strong like motherf*cking garlic
I'm a demon, hope you got some motherf*cking garlic
Decorate his body, have that motherf*cking garnish
Operation killa gorillas up in the back with the silver
My n*ggas are civil combat with the milli gats
Like I said, drive-by with the cam flash in motion picture
Pic his corpse to a necrophiliac
[Hook: Locodunit]
The Glock on my w-izz-aist, still on that b-izz-ay
Hangin' on the corner, puffin' marijuana
We some Dunigans, we some Dunigans
Everything we did you just done again
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill
b*tch it's a house call
Glock nine with no love, love, love
Ski mask over my skull
Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill
b*tch it's a house call
Glock nine with no love, love, love