Bleed The Wicked Menace - Take Your Breath
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Take your breath
I've been stressed, been a mess, been oppressed
Bitch I'm livin' for the rest
Puttin' bullets to your chest
For the tech and the press
I'm obsessed I ain't blessed
Give 'em death on the set
I'm a demon in a bulletproof vest
Yeah, I hear what they say
But I ain't never been impressed
Your'e guest in this team
I got blood on my name
Spittin' dope like a needle in a vеin
Make me pop up on your gang
When thе day make it rain
Leave a stain at the body of that (?...)
What a shame, but I piss up on that grave
I'ma miss it
Run up on me wrong and get your wig split
Pull up at your crib
And then the Glock spit
Bitch you'll get your block hit
Got that shit on locksmith
Tell 'em I'm a villain
I'm a watchlist
Tell 'em watch this
I'ma slide on my mind
Tell that pussy runnin' out before he got one for his (?...)
Put a bullet in his head, watch it come up at the side
{Diggy SW}
Up to the set
Get a chop to the head
Cop in the trash
Got 'em pop for the lead
Drop, not again
Should I stop, should again?
If you talk to the feds
You gon' talk to the dead too
Live this shit, really live this shit
Ima dig this shit to the grave, ay
Bringin' full clips
Say goodbye to your kids
Ain't been scared of this shit
Should've gang banged
Made like this
Didn't wanna be a killer
But the streets that we stayin' in ain't safe
Pity little victims
Should've stayed around the villain
But it's gettin' murderous
Better make way
I've been stressed, been a mess, been oppressed
Bitch I'm livin' for the rest
Puttin' bullets to your chest
For the tech and the press
I'm obsessed I ain't blessed
Give 'em death on the set
I'm a demon in a bulletproof vest
Yeah, I hear what they say
But I ain't never been impressed
Your'e guest in this team
I got blood on my name
Spittin' dope like a needle in a vеin
Make me pop up on your gang
When thе day make it rain
Leave a stain at the body of that (?...)
What a shame, but I piss up on that grave
I'ma miss it
Run up on me wrong and get your wig split
Pull up at your crib
And then the Glock spit
Bitch you'll get your block hit
Got that shit on locksmith
Tell 'em I'm a villain
I'm a watchlist
Tell 'em watch this
I'ma slide on my mind
Tell that pussy runnin' out before he got one for his (?...)
Put a bullet in his head, watch it come up at the side
{Diggy SW}
Up to the set
Get a chop to the head
Cop in the trash
Got 'em pop for the lead
Drop, not again
Should I stop, should again?
If you talk to the feds
You gon' talk to the dead too
Live this shit, really live this shit
Ima dig this shit to the grave, ay
Bringin' full clips
Say goodbye to your kids
Ain't been scared of this shit
Should've gang banged
Made like this
Didn't wanna be a killer
But the streets that we stayin' in ain't safe
Pity little victims
Should've stayed around the villain
But it's gettin' murderous
Better make way