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D13. (Prod. Kill Dyll)

𝕴𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖒: @killxdyll 𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗: @kill_dyll 𝕾𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖞: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1r5Yz... 𝕾𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖈𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖉:   / kill_dyll​​   D13.© All Rights Reserved Kill Dyll 2022 Lyrics Came back just to kill and commit war crimes Fuckers try to cut me they don't know my ties I don't wanna battle Wanna bleed of him of his life If you step on my toes I'll gut you with my knife Oh these fuckers obsessed Oh these fuckers obsessed They want all of my blood and won't settle for less RIP HIS HEART THROUGH HIS CHEST RIP HIS HEART THROUGH HIS --------- Blood on your hands 10 bullets to your face Fuck you and your friends Imma leave em all to rest Stomp out his head And treat him like a pest Imma take 20 bullets Then cave out his chest Anyone's villainous Bring em down to my level Is bringing down to the devil never surrounded by gentle ass mother fuckers are duckin just to get hit by the dozen growin up hated by others I never needed what wasn't already cut up unloved and I'm just a shell with a spirit Always been cussin and fearing that I'm the reason I'm bleeding Always been fucked up believing that I could see more in people Now I'm just stuck with these problems with no one else that can solve em And if you see me still coughin its cuz I been in withdrawal since all of these thoughts in my consciousness getting tangled by offerings that been made by the devil somebody get me a shovel, I'm tryna bury my struggles in 20 tons worth of gravel WHAAT 20 TIES TO UNRAVEL TURNING LIFE TO A BATTLE ILL FUCKING STEP ON YOUR NECK IF IT CAN GET ME A PADDLE AND MAKE IT BACK TO A FRAGILE CASTLE RULED BY A BROKEN MASTER IM COPING WITH ROPE AND LAUGHTER IM HOPING FOR MORE DISASTER BLOOD DO IT ALL FOR THE BLOOD DO IT ALL FOR THE PAIN IM OFFING MY LOVE IM GOING INSANE IM GOING INSANE I was trained just to kill I was trained just to die I was trained not to feel I was trained not to cry I was trained just to kill I was trained just to die I was trained not to feel I was trained not to cry I was trained just to kill I was trained just to die I was trained not to feel I was trained not to cry BLOOD ON YOUR HANDS 10 BULLETS TO YOUR FACE FUCK YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS IMMA LEAVE EM ALL TO REST STOMP OUT HIS HEAD AND TREAT HIM LIKE A PEST IMMA TAKE 20 BULLETS THEN CAVE OUT HIS CHEST