Friday The 13th lyrics

by

Gleason


[Chorus: 1One Of Dem Dons]
My head’s buss like Friday the Teenth
Talking about horror flicking the scene
Making this songs ain’t by no means
Spooky sh*t aside I’ll say what I’ve seen
Scene- that’s the real horror story
I’ve been there when the beef got gory
I’ve been there for the Rise of Glory
I’ve been Marked, no need to Memento Mori

[Verse 1: JMCEE]
I got a horror story, you know I’m talking real life
I’m walking down the street, with a simple strife
Then I see a yute tail me, swear he had a knife These pricks on road, you don’t tell ‘em twice
f*ckin’ dirtbags but their name ain’t Brice
With their trio of croneys: Three Blind Mice
Mess with these guys? it’s like rolling the dice
I ain’t talking people, I’m talking bout the nights

Where you’re sat alone, with an Idea and a phone Your brain all melted, slower than Google Chrome
And my Opp got chrome, big leather in the dome
So you out a 9 and you go to his home
Now you in prison, all you can do is show ‘em
I ain’t talking plants, I’m talking Flow ‘em
Spitting bars in a box like you’re in a booth
But you’re a loser in jail, that’s the f*ckin truth
[Bridge: H88]
(One, one) We seen some sh*t tonight
No calm madness, beef, brawlin, the fight

[Chorus: 1One Of Dem Dons]
My head’s buss like Friday the Teenth
Talking about horror flicking the scene
Making this songs ain’t by no means
Spooky sh*t aside I’ll say what I’ve seen
Scene- that’s the real horror story
I’ve been there when the beef got gory
I’ve been there for the Rise of Glory
I’ve been Marked, no need to Memento Mori
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