Eradicated lyrics

[Verse 1]
Back from the dead, b*tch I'm back take a bet
Motherf*ck what you preach, got a body in the shed
Slice up a cut then I'm pulling
Got a f*cking TEC, got about ten bullets
Try and act hard, but you looking like a joke
Don't come round b*tch, 'less you want the f*cking smoke
Talk mad sh*t but, they never really show
Cause they act all hard then their brains get blown
Curry my opponent, shooting up a couple threes
I don't stay when it's done, no that ain't my cup of tea
Focus on a b*tch now I got tunnel vision
Throwing up a couple limbs now that sh*t be my mission
b*tch know I'm sick when I'm gripping with the sticks
Made a couple grand fast when I'm moving all the bricks
f*ck all the snitchеs, we'll lay them in ditches
Bеlow all the dirt about 70 inches

[Chorus]
Crawling out the ground, b*tch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt, got the mud up on my pants
b*tch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Crawling out the ground, b*tch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt, got the mud up on my pants
b*tch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
[Verse 2]
Dope is in the bag, making bricks we gotta stack
No we're never on a break, b*tch I don't ever f*cking slack
Yeah I've been the best, I don't even gotta prove
Get the f*ck up out my way, make a punk b*tch move
Swerving in a Chevy, b*tch I'm tapping out already
Motherf*cking blunt smoke and I'm feeling kinda heavy
Coming to the surface, I'm just coming out the crypt
All you pus*y ass fakes you just sticking to a script
Y C and K till' the day I'm in the grave
b*tch I got a bit of skill and I won't let it go to waste
Let a couple of these unimportant pussies go talk
Got some varicose veins, cut your circulation off
Sell a couple tapes, only want the f*cking profit
You're a selfish little f*cker when you're closing up your coffin
Go and run your mouth, no one ever gave a f*ck
Got your ligaments inside the back I kept em in the trunk

[Chorus]
Crawling out the ground, b*tch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt, got the mud up on my pants
b*tch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands
Crawling out the ground, b*tch I'm living with the sewer
Cause I'm killing every day and I don't even need a shooter
Down with the dirt, got the mud up on my pants
b*tch I got another victim with their blood up on my hands