Yung Plague - Sarcophagus III lyrics

[Verse 1: $carecrow] Murder murder on my mind Suicidal all the time They just stay blinded by the sight of blood that's dripping down my eyes Point, point, point, me a tone, Shoot me a b**h till the clip go click Heard that you're tipping police and sh** Rap motherf**ers I ain't got love for em Internet thugs talking all over the forum b**h I hate everybody I ain't here to make friends Shade throwin' on Twitter like we'll never meet again See you in the flesh and your tone change up Yung Christ I can never ever be touched $carecrow stick, talk triggers, I clutch Hoes all around want there clit to be touched Ain't learned yet that I'd rather do d**, hoe [Verse 2: Yung Plague] Yung Plague, got a one way, ticket Some say, he the young flame With the gun play, on a Sunday Make a f**in' p**y boy stand in the blood rain Ruby levitate, another gun bang Chump change boy Now you gotta hate boy Pull up the with the motherf**in AK boy Pull up like its motherf**ing game day boy Shoot em with the pistol shoot em point blank boy Uzi f**ing fire like a gun range boy Cum stains on your dumb dame, boy Yung Plague was a dead boy No shame in the blunt, ay, don't be scared boy Just let me choke in the flames [Verse 3: RAMIREZ] Welcome to the motherf**in' genocide Grey matter run through my f**ing mind Grey clouds surround when we take a life Last thing you taste is my f**ing knife Pointing me a tone aiming straight at ya dome Shine through the dark Now there's nothing but the chrome Cut ya body up and I throw it in a hole AK strapped never trying to f** with the boys G-G*59 don't try to cross the line f**ing with the k**ers imma have to make your soul mine f**ing with the murderers I'll have you breathing no more Ruby stay strapped with an all black .44 Scrim with the K he don't give a f** ‘bout a hoe