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Hangsaint
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Hang Saint
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Lyrics
Fuck em they will drop down
Hit em wit it hot now
Pistol gripping block drown
Blade will make em rot
Stick the metal in em ha
Plant the bomb I rig it
Grip and pull the trigger
Bullets hit em empty clip em
Met the menace
The blade I grip it
At the bottom stomping creeping
Hair swinging lotta beepers
93 my pager ringin
Pull up if you needa hit I show up
Doin circles round the block hot
Hang will make em drop I
Hit the fucking blunt ay
Twist em up
Let nobody witness
Send the iron round and call the paramedics
Let his body rot don't fuck round with the chemist
Let the chroma hit em
fuck em he not livin
Send the bottom with em
You don't wanna fall in front of red dot
Ill creep into your last thought headshotta
Knife in your throat
You see the cloak in the mist
The razor glistens in your periphs
Blade to your back the fact that I got you
Blackout to flat ground Ill lay you down
Down from the ground up I round up
They pile up unfounded
How melodic they somewhat psychotic
Compounding their problems
Stickem they'll bruise leave em deep in the forest
Shoot through your coupe leave ya porous
Poke holes through throat ima menace
Chokehold blue coma I send em down
Fuck em they will drop down
Hit em wit it hot now
Pistol gripping block drown
Blade will make em rot
Stick the metal in em ha
Plant the bomb I rig it
Grip and pull the trigger
Bullets hit em empty clip em
Met the menace
Written by: Hang Saint