BIOHAZARD lyrics

[Intro]
PLURBS

[Verse 1: Kamiyada+]
Uh, no, not insane because murder my motive
Scavenge a pro because I am reloadin'
That n*gga hang 'cause I'm runnin' the game
Boy, these f*ck n*ggas lame and I feel like the [?]
[?]
[?] on tour, when I finish, it's over
She like my weapons, these n*ggas is cobras
These guns automatic, I do not control them
Swiper no swipin', get caught in a check out
Ambulance came but I made sure he bled out
[?], that gun to his head now
Not wastin' my bullet, I told him to "Get out"
I'm in my bag and a n*gga upset now
Rob like I carry a weight on my chest now
I got a b*tch with some beautiful breast now
Nobody say sh*t, [?]
Murder my [?], like, who is you testin'?
I don't play guitar but that blade, it be shreddin'
I send you to heaven, these fiends that we blessin'
I don't give a f*ck, in the [?], I confess it
Just like a segway, extend on my clip
She use her mouth and extend on my di*k
[?]
[?]
[Verse 2: KILLSOLOMON]
[?]
[?], I make my numbers
You pus*y ass b*tches just like to stutter
I just be with all my brothers
[?] if you want it with me
pus*y ass b*tch [?] on cd's
Watch how they bleed when they reach for that reapin'
I am a demon, the evil I keep in
This is my season, ain't belong with no heathen
He wanna keep him but he is not breathin'
I was just poppin' yo' girl for no reason
[?] but not for the treason
How many times do I gotta go say it?
These b*tches be playin' like [?]
I got a gun that really be sprayin'
I don't even know you, what your name is
I got twin guns, Mustang and Sally
I am the reaper from Billy and Mandy
I feel like [?]
[?]
I can't live anymore, aye
All these pills on the floor, aye
Hopin' I overdose, aye
I can't take this joke, yeah
[Interlude: 83HADES]
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah, for real

[Verse 3: 83HADES]
They handin' out money
b*tches too big, you ain't gettin' sh*t from me
I rob yo' ass [?] like a dummy
di*k [?] skinny, I'm feelin' like Gumby
No, I can't say that she's cute when she's chubby
No, I can't eat on the pus*y, it's yucky
I'm switchin' colors like the Teletubbies
Givin' me brain, girl, that's where I study
[?] my dogs, even when they hungry
Keep a burner, b*tch, I need it right on me
[?], then I'm killin' yo' homie
Countin' guap, b*tch, I got it right on me
83 been throwin' sh*t in reverse
83 been puttin' rappers in the hearse
These pussies actin', that sh*t is rehearsed
Go to the grave and dig up the dirt
Boy, close yo' eyes, that sh*t gon' hurt
Best hide yo' family before they get merked
Uh, I make her squirt
b*tch, I'm the devil, I'm smokin' on purp
Follow him home, I like to lurk
How you so broke?
They couldn't afford to put him on a shirt
Inbox, b*tch, I'm poppin' smurf
Big 30's, I be cuttin' the Erk's
Dead people gettin' put in the earth