GROTE$QUE - SPOOKED

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[Verse] Bitch, I'm [?] your chrome Got my '90s You don't look like what's up And now you're fucking brainless Blastin' from my tone Yo, I'm smoking high Break my eyes below You're from the drill Yeah You [?] thought that we was fucking through your fucking throat Drag your body to the lake You're watching dead as life is gone Then you show your truth to demons and recessions on the throne I'm the king of all that's evil Watch me smash your innocence Bitch, you're fucking with your [?] Ignorance is bliss I'm a fucking [?] Slither through the dirt You're with the crowd Blow your fucking body in the lake You're so left what we got This is not your dead your body Turn the lessons [?] Seek a perfect flesh I'll throw your body bones in fucking chunks Your whole family must be wondering [?] you fucking are This shit's up on the news But you are dead up in the fucking car Floating down the lake Cause then it falls right off the fucking cliff All them hoes They better know it's always [?] season, bitch Your whole family must be wondering just where you fucking are This shit's up on the news But you are dead up in the fucking car Floating down the lake Cause then it falls right off the fucking cliff All them hoes They better know it's always [?] season, bitch1
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