do not resurrect - walking doom (official music video)

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Published
dir. cyberdrips
prod. mercykill

lyrics:
put some paper in my pocket
stack it up, I need a check
i’m finna flip it, fuck it up
i wanna hit sumn with a Tec
i wanna rip it, run amok
them double digits turn to stacks
i’m screamin “Kill em, hush em up!”
i need some crystals on my neck

you wanna do it?
put a body in the air with my fist like
doom in the party
turn a marriage to a fist fight
whacked!
what a god
wanna murder when the mood right
hunt in the day
eat his body in the moonlight

so i go and put the pieces on him
these motherfuckers wanna feature from him
i had enough
he actin tough, i’m finna reach for somethin
leave with somethin
i pull his card, it was a Visa or somethin
i hit his brain
choppa sang like it’s Aretha Something

too rude
i’m comin through with the new tool
and i’m too smooth
when thumpin it, it go pew pew
got a loose screw
you dumb and i wanna shoot you
with that deuce deuce
put hole in him like a Froot Loop

why you lame?
what you gain?
why you hate a nigga?
my doggy maim
gold fangs
how he ate a nigga
we droppin brains
ya whole gang gon evade a nigga
Peter Piper picked a pack of pistols to erase a nigga

so i go and put the pieces on him
these motherfuckers wanna feature from him
i had enough
he actin tough, i’m finna reach for somethin
leave with somethin
i pull his card it was a Visa or somethin
i hit his brain choppa sang like it’s Aretha Something

too rude
(put some paper in my pocket)
i’m comin through with the new tool
(stack it up, i need a check)
and i’m too smooth
(i’m finna flip it, fuck it up)
when thumpin it, it go pew pew
(i wanna hit somethin with a Tec)
got a loose screw
(i wanna rip it, run amok)
you dumb and i wanna shoot you
(them double digits turn to stacks)
with that deuce deuce
(i’m screamin “kill em, hush em up!”)
put hole in him like a Froot Loop
(i need some crystals on my neck)

put a body in the air with my fist like
doom in the party
turn a marriage to a fist fight
whacked!
what a god
wanna murder when the mood right
hunt in the day
eat his body in the moonlight

put a body in the air with my fist like
i’m in the party
turn a marriage to a fist fight
swear to god
wanna murder when the mood right
hunt in the day
eat his body in the moonlight
Category
Metal
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