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Intro: Lil
Load up my big nine, now I'm shoot to kill
If you bustas slippin', this .50 finna do the deal
Load up my big nine, now I'm finna to kill
If you bustas slippin', it's this .50 finna do the
up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill
If you slippin', it's this .50 finna do the deal
Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to
If you slippin', it's this .50 finna do the deal
up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to kill (Aye, aye)
(Ruby, you got it?)
If you slippin', it's this .50 finna do the deal

1: YUNG PLAGUE]
Straight outta hell, ring the
Plague is here to
and locusts, they cover me
No halo hovering, follow me in grave
Ain't got no Patek because I'll be here 'till the end of times
Thy kingdom come, thy will be
And you wonder, "who am I?"
I am the son, born and raised
Preaching $uicide, eyes
"Tell me more!"

Praise the fucking devil, God can my dick
I the plains
Making mountains crumble, meltin', oceans swellin'
I'm of the plagues
up my—
Wait a fucking minute, I got to say
Threatening
Some would say nay, 'cause the tip of my blade dipped in chlordane
Lil Plague fortés
$carecrow in the corn maze, board games
For war, we
is cold in Norway
Hanging the doorframe with sores and stains
For war, we
7th Ward, the
For war, we
7th Ward, the
For war, we
7th Ward, the
For war, we

2: LIL CHOPPA]
Death is inevitable, the fucking $carecrow on his tiptoes
On your blood-stained wood floor, you know, mister
Hearin' the fucking voices my window
(Begging to be dead!)
But no
Just Chucky, Cut Throat got the blade, and the knife
May thy rise for the Yung Christ—never died
My just forsaken, I
I'm still until I die
an eye for an eye
Speaking of I, I— (someone me out...)
See the reaper having a season
Won't let me rest, while I'm sleeping
It's gettin' to watch from the bleachers
The of evil
Like Knievel, and I stay jumping over people
eatin', close to lethal
Cigarette junkie, used to needles
So I up a fuck-up (pow! pow! pow! pow!)
the nine up, my time's up, yeah (yeah, yeah)

[Outro: LIL & Lil Gin]
Grew up a up
Load up my big nine, now I'm finna shoot to
Load the nine up (fuck all shit)
If you slippin'
My time's up,
It's .50 finna—