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(앨범: The Horde: The End Is Nigh - 2023)


When I'm angry, burst into flames
They call me demon, a legion, I got many names
Hell's Kitchen, The Horde, The Lord of the Paradigm
Shift! Yeah, they scared of dying (Siths!) with a pair of nines
Cocked pair of Glocks, wicked shit paradox
Gloves in the trunk, I ain't scared to box
I ain't scared to kill 'em all, watch 'em fall
Pay attention to your scanners! Active shooters at the mall
And we not here to target random people, only enemies
If you not with The MOB, if you not down with MNE
I feel the bump stock, you hear the pump cock
Fill 'em with buckshot, I see the punk drop
Lit 'em up, scattered shells and pick 'em up
Anyone else feeling tough? Come on bitch I've got enough
Black hoodie, leather gloves and a hockey mask
Tell 'em where you put 'em at zip 'em in them body bags

They think they know me but I say they won't see
We are not your homies, our church leaves you holy
Talking 'bout them bullet holes coming from them Auto Mags
Bet you one but shut it though sleeping, yeah, they got it bad
Fuck around and put a whole hater on a body slab
Body like a Juggalo! Now they in some body bags!

The Sig turn 'em sour, I'm dropping 'em like a habit
Pull metal up out the jacket, eat 'em up like a maggot
I put it on automatic and then I let these bastards have it
Stay hunting like Elmer Fudd when I'm rascaling fucking rabbits
Cuz I've had it (Cuz I've had it) and now it's time for reprisal
Swear y'all leaving in a body bag, my hand on the Bible
Other hand on the rifle, .34 in the magazine
Fired me up and so I'm pouring the gasoline
Ignoring the Vaseline and I'm going in dry
And you will know when it's happening cuz the bullets will fly
Put this one in your eye, another right in your mouth
You're geeking off, say goodbye when you are spitting them all out
Loke and Buk with a heathen in tow
Them haters go and load up and now you're bleeding for show
It's all you're needing to know, now watch 'em run for the doors
But ain't nowhere they can go, you cannot run from The Horde
Come on

They think they know me but I say they won't see
We are not your homies, our church leaves you holy
Talking 'bout them bullet holes coming from them Auto Mags
Bet you one but shut it though sleeping, yeah, they got it bad
Fuck around and put a whole hater on a body slab
Body like a Juggalo! Now they in some body bags!

Lo Key but I'm known by many monikers
Listened to by the gods and them comics that's pumping chronic herb
Goddammit, we hostile, demonic within harmonic curves
Don't try to unlock it unless you prepared to drop and burn
'Cause we spit it vicious from Italy back to Old Kentucky
Down to fucking GA to PA and back, we keeps it bloody
They think they knowing me, choking 'em with the rosary
Slashing these fucking underground rappers across they ovaries
I'll turn 'em into ground beef, liver with spoiled groceries
Plus they getting pistol whipped, spill into my upholstery
Loke is a fucking menace, I dead 'em so they disowning me
An outcast in the underground 'cause they don't want the smoke from me
I'm openly shitting in your fucking mouth, broken teeth
Fuck around go and see I've got twenty-eight deceased
Underneath the devil tree, excuse me while I spit a curse
Leaving all these body bags melted to the fucking Earth

They think they know me but I say they won't see
We are not your homies, our church leaves you holy
Talking 'bout them bullet holes coming from them Auto Mags
Bet you one but shut it though sleeping, yeah, they got it bad
Fuck around and put a whole hater on a body slab
Body like a Juggalo! Now they in some body bags!

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