Run it up fill my cup drink it up now
Trippin up Double Dutch shoot his ass down
Treat him like a dog got to take him to the pound
With the gun up to your face bitch better look down
Body's never found cause I burnt the corpse down
Gotta burry all the bodies cause the voices get loud
I am a demon your chain I am keeping
The pain is proceeding
The blood keeps on leaking
Your gang is retreating
The devil you're meeting
The gun make you weaken, aye
Make me turn evil
I got some problems with people
Killing is meaningful
All of this blood I can fill a pool
None of you special you killable
I am a cannibal
I am an animal
Murder's medicinal
Nobody's missing you
Pockets are full with a killing tool
Bodies are plentiful
You need to step the f*ck back
Talking that shit only getting you smacked
Popping that Glock got to reload the mag
Gotta reload the gun cause I'm busting it back
I put the devil to sleep
Making my peace with defeat
I'mma stare at the blood on my feet
Gun to his face, about to squeeze
Body's in shock while I'm watching him freeze
Watching them freeze
Make them drop to their knees
And they beg and the plead
I'm still making them bleed
Militant animals
Whole different breed
Blade on my wrist like Assassins Creed
Sipping on blood, how I like to feast
Murderous urges I've got to release
Throw his body in the open sea
Cut them up, dumping piece by piece
Won't settle a treaty, don't f*ck with peace
I buy the beat and you cop a lease
I do the most and you do the least
My name is known up in these streets
Ask around about the prophecy
I go to court, no apologies
F*ck all the opps and their families
Turn a nice scene to a tragedy
And I can still sleep happily
Hang a body from the balcony
Watch them dangling and struggling
Got a hammer for the bludgeoning
Psychotic and barely functioning
Shut the f*ck up with the mentioning
I'mma killer and it's meant to be
Take drugs to up the intensity
What can I say?
Kill or be killed's what I'm talking about
Cracking your head with a river rock
Amphetamine tendency, sober not
Bottle of Henny in double cup
Hold up a second I'm throwing up
I'm f*ckin your sister you better come get her before the hoe needs her tummy tucked
Thinking you're about to swing, but you're not
Couple of months rising right to the top
Catch a .40 from the Glock
MILITXNT and PROPHET cannot be stopped
This is a message to all the collectives, we're fighting like riots go straight to the plot
So if I got beef I'mma crawl like a spider inside you but spraying your Raid couldn't take me out, bitch
GOONS! (feat. MILITXNT & PROPHET) Video (MV)
Performed By: PERISHED HART
Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Benjamin Hardison, Hartford Johnson, Jonathon Gosselin
PERISHED HART - GOONS! (feat. MILITXNT & PROPHET) Lyrics
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Run it up fill my cup drink it up now
Trippin up Double Dutch shoot his ass down
Treat him like a dog got to take him to the pound
With the gun up to your face bitch better look down
Body's never found cause I burnt the corpse down
Gotta burry all the bodies cause the voices get loud
I am a demon your chain I am keeping
The pain is proceeding
The blood keeps on leaking
Your gang is retreating
The devil you're meeting
The gun make you weaken, aye
Make me turn evil
I got some problems with people
Killing is meaningful
All of this blood I can fill a pool
None of you special you killable
I am a cannibal
I am an animal
Murder's medicinal
Nobody's missing you
Pockets are full with a killing tool
Bodies are plentiful
You need to step the f*ck back
Talking that shit only getting you smacked
Popping that Glock got to reload the mag
Gotta reload the gun cause I'm busting it back
I put the devil to sleep
Making my peace with defeat
I'mma stare at the blood on my feet
Gun to his face, about to squeeze
Body's in shock while I'm watching him freeze
Watching them freeze
Make them drop to their knees
And they beg and the plead
I'm still making them bleed
Militant animals
Whole different breed
Blade on my wrist like Assassins Creed
Sipping on blood, how I like to feast
Murderous urges I've got to release
Throw his body in the open sea
Cut them up, dumping piece by piece
Won't settle a treaty, don't f*ck with peace
I buy the beat and you cop a lease
I do the most and you do the least
My name is known up in these streets
Ask around about the prophecy
I go to court, no apologies
F*ck all the opps and their families
Turn a nice scene to a tragedy
And I can still sleep happily
Hang a body from the balcony
Watch them dangling and struggling
Got a hammer for the bludgeoning
Psychotic and barely functioning
Shut the f*ck up with the mentioning
I'mma killer and it's meant to be
Take drugs to up the intensity
What can I say?
Kill or be killed's what I'm talking about
Cracking your head with a river rock
Amphetamine tendency, sober not
Bottle of Henny in double cup
Hold up a second I'm throwing up
I'm f*ckin your sister you better come get her before the hoe needs her tummy tucked
Thinking you're about to swing, but you're not
Couple of months rising right to the top
Catch a .40 from the Glock
MILITXNT and PROPHET cannot be stopped
This is a message to all the collectives, we're fighting like riots go straight to the plot
So if I got beef I'mma crawl like a spider inside you but spraying your Raid couldn't take me out, bitch
Trippin up Double Dutch shoot his ass down
Treat him like a dog got to take him to the pound
With the gun up to your face bitch better look down
Body's never found cause I burnt the corpse down
Gotta burry all the bodies cause the voices get loud
I am a demon your chain I am keeping
The pain is proceeding
The blood keeps on leaking
Your gang is retreating
The devil you're meeting
The gun make you weaken, aye
Make me turn evil
I got some problems with people
Killing is meaningful
All of this blood I can fill a pool
None of you special you killable
I am a cannibal
I am an animal
Murder's medicinal
Nobody's missing you
Pockets are full with a killing tool
Bodies are plentiful
You need to step the f*ck back
Talking that shit only getting you smacked
Popping that Glock got to reload the mag
Gotta reload the gun cause I'm busting it back
I put the devil to sleep
Making my peace with defeat
I'mma stare at the blood on my feet
Gun to his face, about to squeeze
Body's in shock while I'm watching him freeze
Watching them freeze
Make them drop to their knees
And they beg and the plead
I'm still making them bleed
Militant animals
Whole different breed
Blade on my wrist like Assassins Creed
Sipping on blood, how I like to feast
Murderous urges I've got to release
Throw his body in the open sea
Cut them up, dumping piece by piece
Won't settle a treaty, don't f*ck with peace
I buy the beat and you cop a lease
I do the most and you do the least
My name is known up in these streets
Ask around about the prophecy
I go to court, no apologies
F*ck all the opps and their families
Turn a nice scene to a tragedy
And I can still sleep happily
Hang a body from the balcony
Watch them dangling and struggling
Got a hammer for the bludgeoning
Psychotic and barely functioning
Shut the f*ck up with the mentioning
I'mma killer and it's meant to be
Take drugs to up the intensity
What can I say?
Kill or be killed's what I'm talking about
Cracking your head with a river rock
Amphetamine tendency, sober not
Bottle of Henny in double cup
Hold up a second I'm throwing up
I'm f*ckin your sister you better come get her before the hoe needs her tummy tucked
Thinking you're about to swing, but you're not
Couple of months rising right to the top
Catch a .40 from the Glock
MILITXNT and PROPHET cannot be stopped
This is a message to all the collectives, we're fighting like riots go straight to the plot
So if I got beef I'mma crawl like a spider inside you but spraying your Raid couldn't take me out, bitch
Writer: Benjamin Hardison, Hartford Johnson, Jonathon Gosselin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid