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1crusafix



[Intro]
Afflicted
(He want smoke, so I'm 'bouta bring the light
Tell me that I'm cold, that I'm cold like kryptonite
I won't ever fold, you's a, b*tch you cannot fight
He say I ain't bold, so I f*ckin' took his life)
Crusafix

[Pre-Chorus: 1crusafix]
He want smoke, so I'm 'bouta bring the light
Tell me that I'm cold, that I'm cold like kryptonite
I won't ever fold, you's a, b*tch you cannot fight
He say I ain't bold, so I f*ckin' took his life

[Chorus: 1crusafix]
Balmain's on my feet, extended clip, it's out the window
Couple bullets out the mag, I think it's time to reload
We gon' break a couple bones kinda like you Steve-o
Hear his bones crush-crush-crush like thеy Fritos
Balmain's on my feet, extended clip, it's out thе window
Couple bullets out the mag, I think it's time to reload
We gon' break a couple bones kinda like you Steve-o
Hear his bones crush-crush-crush like they Fritos
I-I-I'm afflicted
Red stained shirt, you can't miss it
Bloodstain on a white tee, I'm simplistic
Put him in the casket, throw him out like a shipment
Hollows f*ckin' wet him up, now he looking different
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking different
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking diff-diff–
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking different
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking different
[Verse 1: rans0m]
He want static, he can have it
We tote choppas, automatics
I just smoked all of that havoc
sh*t get rough, close your casket
AK-47 on my waist, so they don't have it
Huhh, pus*y you a ho
'Cause you can't get like this yuh
Double scope, extended mag, like pus*y, we won't miss ya
Bad b*tch gon' gag on the di*k, I promise I won't kiss ya
Crusafix pull up wit' sticks, we ain't gon' use our fists bruh
Where's the p*ss bruh

[Chorus: 1crusafix]
Balmain's on my feet, extended clip, it's out the window
Couple bullets out the mag, I think it's time to reload
We gon' break a couple bones kinda like you Steve-o
Hear his bones crush-crush-crush like they Fritos
Balmain's on my feet, extended clip, it's out the window
Couple bullets out the mag, I think it's time to reload
We gon' break a couple bones kinda like you Steve-o
Hear his bones crush-crush-crush like they Fritos
I-I-I'm afflicted
Red stained shirt, you can't miss it
Bloodstain on a white tee, I'm simplistic
Put him in the casket, throw him out like a shipment
Hollows f*ckin' wet him up, now he looking different
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking different
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking diff-diff–
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking different
Ah-u-uh, now he looking f*cking different
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