Locodunit - 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**ing (?) the Infamous beast b**h Seed of 6ix in this hoe, Faces of Gospel n***a [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 against Ski mask over my skull Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill b**h it's a house call Glock nine with no love, love, love [Lord Infamous speaks] Yeah motherf**er, this is Lord Infamous Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter, Scarecrow hoe To my kinfolk: Loco Yeah my blood kinfolk so don't f** with him Or we'll be at ya with ya, b**h [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] And then when I sweat him I tilt on the dread When I leadin' for that mozzarella the head Dig up the spot so the body can rest When you f** with me, yes you f**in' with the best Murderous stars, tombs, plots Throw 'em in hollow ground, f** 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 co*k And yo weak a** will get blown out your socks Toss me the Glock and I rock it, it's tocks And his corpse washed up on the f**in' river rocks Opportunity not's when yo dead money knocks Picture the sh** like you got Magnavox Smith & Wesson pay you while your b**h watch Yo d**h time is close on the clock Tick Tock! [Verse 2: Lil Infamous] Yeah k**as k** a n***a, don't feel the same I just stare at the body, I love the scenery p**y n***as talk sh**, dead turn goes quick Hood full of paranormal activities But I bet this Ruger leave 'em wet like neopren (?) the spotlight, light 'em up with the infrabeam Hit the gas, drop the ash, car pa** like Nas Drive-by, put a slug in his memory All these n***as suffer in the motherf**ing gully Dead bodies smell strong like motherf**ing garlic I'm a demon, hope you got some motherf**ing garlic Decorate his body, have that motherf**ing garnish Operation k**a gorillas up in the back with the silver My n***as are civil combat with the milli gats Like I said, drive-by with the cam ... 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 against Ski mask over my skull Papers in my mouth cause I'm grill b**h 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**h it's a house call Glock nine with no love, love, love