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

1: YUNG PLAGUE]
Straight hell, ring the bells
Plague is here to
and locusts, they cover me
No halo hovering, follow me in your
got no Patek because I'll be here 'till the end of fucking times
Thy come, thy will be done
And you wonder, "who am I?"
I am the devil's son, born and
$uicide, googly eyes
"Tell me more!"

Praise the devil, God can suck my dick
I the plains
mountains crumble, glaciers meltin', oceans swellin'
I'm lord of the
up my—
Wait a minute, I got more to say
swordplay
Some would say nay, 'cause the tip of my sword blade dipped in
Lil Plague fortés
$carecrow in the corn maze, board games
For war, we
Plague is in Norway
from 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 walkin' on his
On your wood floor, you know, mister typical
Hearin' the fucking voices through my
(Begging to be dead!)
But no
Just like Chucky, Cut got the blade, and the knife
May thy rise for the Yung Christ—never even
My just forsaken, I
I'm $uicide until I die
an eye for an eye
Speaking of I, I— (someone me out...)
See the reaper having a season
Won't even let me rest, I'm sleeping
It's gettin' harder to from the bleachers
The father of
Like Knievel, and I stay jumping over people
Xanax eatin', to lethal
breathin' junkie, used to needles
So I up a fuck-up (pow! pow! pow! pow!)
Load the nine up, my time's up, (yeah, yeah)

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