Untitled Song
• Written by SavageGang
i run around this under ground
let this verbal thunder pound
king coming for my spot
Headshots at the throne,
blood stains aroundthe crown
well knownof in my in my town
I'mma catch you next time around
i got the scent of a bloodhound
always sniffing whats going down
the walls crumblin' down, tumblin' down
you are fumbling now
say something now
Cause I will run up on you gat in my my hand
let it bang wild like the Taliban its a gulfport thang
not a new method this is tried true and tested
let just see how tough that vest is
I'm a force to be reckoned with
works likes mixing a positive with a negative
followed up by drinking a cup of piss
snort you a line of dicks
with a shot of vicks
did i mention i piss excellence
so relentless im killing this
nothing but busisness
when i spit this best wishes
dont quit your day job washing dishes
dont let your lyrics wind you up on a hit list n
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SavageGang
Member since April 3 2019