Back from the dead bitch I'm back take a bet
Motherf*ck what you preach got a body in the shed
Slice up a cut then I'm pulling
Got a f*cking tec got about ten bullets
Try and act hard but you looking like a joke
Don't come round bitch 'less you want the f*cking smoke
Talk mad shit but they never really show
Cause they act all hard then their brains get blown
Curry my opponent shooting up a couple threes
I don't stay when it's done no that ain't my cup of tea
Focus on a bitch now I got tunnel vision
Throwing up a couple limbs now that shit be my mission
Bitch know I'm sick when I'm gripping with the sticks
Made a couple grand fast when I'm moving all the bricks
F*ck all the snitches we'll lay them in ditches
Below all the dirt about 70 inches
Crawling out the ground bitch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt got the mud up on my pants
Bitch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Dope is in the bag making bricks we gotta stack
No we're never on a break bitch I don't ever f*cking slack
Yeah I've been the best I don't even gotta prove
Get the f*ck up out my way make a punk bitch move
Swerving in a Chevy bitch I'm tapping out already
Motherf*cking blunt smoke and I'm feeling kinda heavy
Coming to the surface I'm just coming out the crypt
All you pussy ass fakes you just sticking to a script
Y C and K till the day I'm in the grave
Bitch I got a bit of skill and I won't let it go to waste
Let a couple of these unimportant pussies go talk
Got some varicose veins cut your circulation off
Sell a couple tapes only want the f*cking profit
You're a selfish little f*cker when you're closing up your coffin
Go and run your mouth no one ever gave a f*ck
Got your ligaments inside the back I kept em in the trunk
Crawling out the ground bitch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt got the mud up on my pants
Bitch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
YCK - Eradicated Lyrics
YCK - Eradicated Lyrics
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Back from the dead bitch I'm back take a bet
Motherf*ck what you preach got a body in the shed
Slice up a cut then I'm pulling
Got a f*cking tec got about ten bullets
Try and act hard but you looking like a joke
Don't come round bitch 'less you want the f*cking smoke
Talk mad shit but they never really show
Cause they act all hard then their brains get blown
Curry my opponent shooting up a couple threes
I don't stay when it's done no that ain't my cup of tea
Focus on a bitch now I got tunnel vision
Throwing up a couple limbs now that shit be my mission
Bitch know I'm sick when I'm gripping with the sticks
Made a couple grand fast when I'm moving all the bricks
F*ck all the snitches we'll lay them in ditches
Below all the dirt about 70 inches
Crawling out the ground bitch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt got the mud up on my pants
Bitch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Dope is in the bag making bricks we gotta stack
No we're never on a break bitch I don't ever f*cking slack
Yeah I've been the best I don't even gotta prove
Get the f*ck up out my way make a punk bitch move
Swerving in a Chevy bitch I'm tapping out already
Motherf*cking blunt smoke and I'm feeling kinda heavy
Coming to the surface I'm just coming out the crypt
All you pussy ass fakes you just sticking to a script
Y C and K till the day I'm in the grave
Bitch I got a bit of skill and I won't let it go to waste
Let a couple of these unimportant pussies go talk
Got some varicose veins cut your circulation off
Sell a couple tapes only want the f*cking profit
You're a selfish little f*cker when you're closing up your coffin
Go and run your mouth no one ever gave a f*ck
Got your ligaments inside the back I kept em in the trunk
Crawling out the ground bitch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt got the mud up on my pants
Bitch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Motherf*ck what you preach got a body in the shed
Slice up a cut then I'm pulling
Got a f*cking tec got about ten bullets
Try and act hard but you looking like a joke
Don't come round bitch 'less you want the f*cking smoke
Talk mad shit but they never really show
Cause they act all hard then their brains get blown
Curry my opponent shooting up a couple threes
I don't stay when it's done no that ain't my cup of tea
Focus on a bitch now I got tunnel vision
Throwing up a couple limbs now that shit be my mission
Bitch know I'm sick when I'm gripping with the sticks
Made a couple grand fast when I'm moving all the bricks
F*ck all the snitches we'll lay them in ditches
Below all the dirt about 70 inches
Crawling out the ground bitch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt got the mud up on my pants
Bitch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Dope is in the bag making bricks we gotta stack
No we're never on a break bitch I don't ever f*cking slack
Yeah I've been the best I don't even gotta prove
Get the f*ck up out my way make a punk bitch move
Swerving in a Chevy bitch I'm tapping out already
Motherf*cking blunt smoke and I'm feeling kinda heavy
Coming to the surface I'm just coming out the crypt
All you pussy ass fakes you just sticking to a script
Y C and K till the day I'm in the grave
Bitch I got a bit of skill and I won't let it go to waste
Let a couple of these unimportant pussies go talk
Got some varicose veins cut your circulation off
Sell a couple tapes only want the f*cking profit
You're a selfish little f*cker when you're closing up your coffin
Go and run your mouth no one ever gave a f*ck
Got your ligaments inside the back I kept em in the trunk
Crawling out the ground bitch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt got the mud up on my pants
Bitch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Writer: YCK
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