[Intro: Yaux]
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You're gonna die on Gore Street, bitch
Gore Street

[Chorus: Yaux]
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[Verse 1: Craig Scissorhands]
.556 and it's still on my shoulder
Aim at your head bitch you're not getting older
Said that you're up but you wanna be [?]
I cut up your body, it gave a boner
Get out the trap, you muhfuckin poser
[?] bitch, but I don’t know her
Bitch I’m talkin the Gore Street Soulja
Out my way bitch, I’ll be [?] my [?]

[Verse 2: BissiBoi]
Sex with my ex don’t go snitching to Dekma
I got the stink in my pocket like smegma
I got a razor incased it in yellow
Rip through ya flesh like a string to a cello
Deep in my duffel got limbs still fresh
Don’t check the scene it’s like a carved out chest
Don’t check the scene I gotta cold mute guest
Don’t check the scene unless you wanna be next
[Verse 3: diklordefenil]
DIKLOR
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[Verse 4: Heptaknot]
Puttin yo guts in my car
[?] suck on his mullet (Gore Street)
Castrate him for entertainment
I’ll paint the pavement, with the blood from [?]
I keep a soul like a [?]
You’re a good lookin body bag
Y’know what I’m [?]
Stop it
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[Chorus: Yaux]
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