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Bullet Hum-A.I.C.P(Artificial Insane Clown Posse (Remastered)

November 23, 2024 at 11:30 PMv4

[Hook] Motherfuckers go numb (I can't feel my legs!) From the bullets I hum (Blapblapblap blap blap blapblap) Don't be no dumb bitch (Stupid ass!) My gun's got a drum clip (Gratatatatattattattata!) I'm here to play to win (Fuck boy)I slide you and all your friends (Fuck boy gang)This is how your life ends (Sucks boy)I'm a bonafide certified straight facts No cap death dealer(Fuck boy) Hunnid percent A1 grade a no filler (Fuck boy) I'm all about that killer shit dog (Fuck boy)I'm like a rapping Leatherface kidnap your mother then peel her skin off(Fuck boy) Make a mask or a shirt with it(Fuck boy) You know how I do psycho Kurt with it (Fuck boy) put in work with it(Fuck boy) Don't be afraid no one's ever been hurt with it (Fuck boy)Cuz all I do is fuckin murk with it (Fuck boy )Motherfuckers go numb (I can't feel my legs!) From the bullets I hum (Blapblapblap blap blap blapblap) Don't be no dumb bitch (Stupid ass!) My gun's got a drum clip (Gratatatatattattattata!) [Verse 1] I don't think yall understand me when I say I'm a big dog in this bitch everyday How many motherfuckers I got to lay The fuck down and unmarked graves Bitches better learn to behave Don't be walking around looking like ("the fuck did he say?" Man fuck that shit,) (Curt a bitch better stop playing with me, if bitch wanna talk all shit tell that pussy say it to my face.") Oh, Word. Bet imma make you eat that, You don't think I will you got another thing coming bitch I've been in the trenches for real real bullets keep humming bitch I'm into that sick shit cannibalistic eat your arm with gravy and a biscuit hot sauce and greens bitch I'll deep fry your fingers like chicken wings, (gang) [Hook] Motherfuckers go numb (I can't feel my legs!) From the bullets I hum (Blapblapblap blap blap blapblap) Don't be no dumb bitch (Stupid ass!) My gun's got a drum clip (Gratatata!) I'm here to play to win (Fuck boy) I slide you and all your friends (Fuck boy gang) This is how your life ends (Sucks boy) I'm a bonafide certified straight facts No cap death dealer (Fuck boy) Hunnid percent A1 grade a no filler (Fuck boy) I'm all about that killer shit dog (Fuck boy) I'm like a rapping Leatherface kidnap your mother then peel her skin off (Fuck boy) Make a mask or a shirt with it (Fuck boy) You know how I do psycho Kurt with it (Fuck boy) I put in work with it (Fuck boy) Don't be afraid no one's ever been hurt with it (Fuck boy) Cuz all I do is fuckin murk with it (Fuck boy) [Verse 2] You dealing with the King Kong Knicka great ape shit motherfucker I don't fake shit I don't take shit like I'm constipated Whoever won nobody's motherfuckers constipated Because they know that I made it one of the greatest unknowns It's okay though cuz if I was famous I'll probably be fucked up like Cato Caitlin Seeing OJ murder shit when the police come to talk to me I ain't heard shit Not a word shit not a peep and I ain't trying to be on the news next week They had found found dead in my bed cuz of some shit that could have heard maybe someone said What's next I don't care Knicka wasn't there Knicka you can pay me a million dollars to say I swear Uncomparable you're unbearable too many variables no variance no differences No witnesses no snitches snitches and ditches snitches get stitches Don't know what it is it's why the fuck out tripping and tie your shoe strings Scottie Pippen Michael Jordan who was 1996 what I'll be doing championship rings Championship everything see what I mean better go [Hook] Motherfuckers go numb (I can't feel my legs!) From the bullets I hum (Blapblapblap blap blap blapblap) Don't be no dumb bitch (Stupid ass!) My gun's got a drum clip (Gratatatatattattattata!) I'm here to play to win (Fuck boy) I slide you and all your friends (Fuck boy gang) This is how your life ends (Sucks boy) I'm a bonafide certified straight facts No cap death dealer (Fuck boy) Hunnid percent A1 grade a no filler (Fuck boy) I'm all about that killer shit dog (Fuck boy) I'm like a rapping Leatherface kidnap your mother then peel her skin off (Fuck boy) Make a mask or a shirt with it (Fuck boy) You know how I do psycho Kurt with it (Fuck boy) I put in work with it (Fuck boy) Don't be afraid no one's ever been hurt with it (Fuck boy) Cuz all I do is fuckin murk with it (Fuck boy) [Verse 3] I don't give a fuck if nobody ever knows my name, I could have 1 fan or 1 million I'll still be the same, I'm resilient, can never be tamed I do Kung Fujitsu, Brazilian style in the rang. Bro don't no blow smoke if it ain't dank. Talking bout how you the champ but I know yo rank I don't know why the fuck y'all thank I won't hit that ass with everything including the kitchen sank, Put you in saync, out of tune. I don't really give a fuck if you're a goon or a cartoon. You can be whatever you want to be, but only if you pretend to. You're never going to be nothing with a red dot from the 40 got you looking like a Hindu, I do what I want I do what you pretend to. On foe in em grave [Verse 3] out of tune. I don't really give a fuck if you're a goon or a cartoon. You can be whatever you want to be, but only if you pretend to. You're never going to be nothing with a red dot from the 40 got you looking like a Hindu, I do what I want I do what you pretend to. On foe in em grave[Hook] Motherfuckers go numb (I can't feel my legs!) From the bullets I hum (Blapblapblap blap blap blapblap) Don't be no dumb bitch (Stupid ass!) My gun's got a drum clip (Gratatata!) I'm here to play to win (Fuck boy) I slide you and all your friends (Fuck boy gang) This is how your life ends (Sucks boy) I'm a bonafide certified straight facts No cap death dealer (Fuck boy) Hunnid percent A1 grade a no filler (Fuck boy) I'm all about that killer shit dog (Fuck boy) I'm like a rapping Leatherface kidnap your mother then peel her skin off (Fuck boy) Make a mask or a shirt with it (Fuck boy) You know how I do psycho Kurt with it (Fuck boy) I put in work with it (Fuck boy) Don't be afraid no one's ever been hurt with it (Fuck boy) Cuz all I do is fuckin murk with it (Fuck boy) [Verse 4] This real life gang shit Fuck that pussy shit you claim bitch and fuck the Knicka that you bang with All yall Rudy Knickas getting touched on foe in em grave folk all y'all gettin blicked up, Multiple homicide Knicka I don't give a fuck, I put in work I put your head in a hole in the dirt like an ostrich. I ain't got time to deal with impostas Leave your shit limp like shrimp Alfredo pasta Smoke your whole shit like a Rasta I'm the whole team, you ain't even on the rosstah Blood red everywhere like lobstas Hop out the mazda with the choppas, Better call the morgue ain't no need for doctas, You claim you shooting shots I bet I block yuhs [Hook] Motherfuckers go numb (I can't feel my legs!) From the bullets I hum (Blapblapblap blap blap blapblap) Don't be no dumb bitch (Stupid ass!) My gun's got a drum clip (Gratatata!) I'm here to play to win (Fuck boy) I slide you and all your friends (Fuck boy gang) This is how your life ends (Sucks boy) I'm a bonafide certified straight facts No cap death dealer (Fuck boy) Hunnid percent A1 grade a no filler (Fuck boy) I'm all about that killer shit dog (Fuck boy) I'm like a rapping Leatherface kidnap your mother then peel her skin off (Fuck boy) Make a mask or a shirt with it (Fuck boy) You know how I do psycho Kurt with it (Fuck boy) I put in work with it (Fuck boy) Don't be afraid no one's ever been hurt with it (Fuck boy) Cuz all I do is fuckin murk with it (Fuck boy)

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