[Hook: Erod]
Bodies (x7)
Oh it's a body bag
[Verse 1: Erod]
Imagine me as a king, they label me their ruler
I control the Earth, don't let these other niggas fool ya
I been here, they been where, I been brave, they been scared
Listening to footsteps, then I appear from thin air
One verse, one hearse, deep breath, one burst
When niggas hear my name, they only thinking of run first
I ain't the best, but I'm very close to it
I can kill an a cappella, have you screaming "no music"
I'm only 17, bet a hundred that I fooled them
Cause my flow is so dynamic, it isn't fair what I'm doin', uh
I'm like a combo of Tyson and Cus D'Amato
Beating niggas to the punch and now I'm that nigga to follow
I'm robbing you of your dignity, your pride is hard to swallow
I'm so ahead of the game, I'm a Porsche and you a Volvo
Nigga lost yourself, people screaming "Where's Waldo?"
Nice rappers only, you ain't a part of the convo.. Easy
[Hook(x2)]
[Verse 2: Sinatra]
May this be your favorite rapper, just watch a nigga do it
My IQ is at 200, you can hear it in my music
Never been a killa, or a head splitta
But I been the type of nigga that'll serve your ass for dinna
I gets gets my dick wet, like A$AP, rephrase that
I got your girl laid back, at my crib, I taste that
She love me so much, that she call me for sessions
Last time that we fucked she said my dick a blessin'
I heard your favorite rapper got a Grammy, he deserved it
But when I'm up in the game, best believe he getting murdered
Erod put me on, Dee Mugga put me on
Hit up A-Towns very own, and I got up in my zone
And I body bagged this shit, like I body bagged your bitch
[Erod: Oh you heard the fuckin beat? Yeah we body bagged this shit]
A-Town's favorite rapper, all these others in disguise
Cause I'll be the first to fly, and I'll be the last to die, I'mma beast
[Hook(x2)]
[Verse 3: Dee Mugga]
No other way to start it, I'm low key, uncharted
Dutches pass, no carded, you finish, while I am started
Like a battle, we just sparrin', smoking our lungs are traded
I be soarin', you see my eyes, new Jordans, you see my size
No surprise I'm winnin', me and my niggas gon get it
Get these bitches here poppin', my man I know you wan' hit it
I fuckin' spittin' my heart out, got new shit in my car now
Did a lot of shit in the past, it's a new year a new start now
We takin' over for sure, there's no competition, precision precise
Lovin' to live it, we livin' this life, givin' them hype
Let them know they're tryin', they spittin they're lives
Go hard like a fight, Cintron, Mugga, Erod, them niggas are nice
Bodies all night
[Hook(x2)]
[Verse 4: Hooligan]
I move slow, I drink fast, I'm the king, you know that
Bad bitch and her ass fat, tits big and she flash that
Y.F.N. and you know that, cannon flow and you codec
Cannon blow and you blow back, hollow rounds, boy hold that
Hit the blunt and I fold back, hit the blunt and I exhale
Body bags and toe tags, surginizing old rags
Empty coffins we fillin' up, Allentown you know what's up
Now bump this song and fill the cup, my shit is ill, I'm cocky chump
I'm quick to grab and flip a lick, my shit so sick I'll blow your grip
I'll drown in words and feel my pain, I'll grab your bitch, I fucked, she came
Easy.. I threw her out
In a body bag, I threw her out
[Hook(x2)]
Bodies (x7)
Oh it's a body bag
[Verse 1: Erod]
Imagine me as a king, they label me their ruler
I control the Earth, don't let these other niggas fool ya
I been here, they been where, I been brave, they been scared
Listening to footsteps, then I appear from thin air
One verse, one hearse, deep breath, one burst
When niggas hear my name, they only thinking of run first
I ain't the best, but I'm very close to it
I can kill an a cappella, have you screaming "no music"
I'm only 17, bet a hundred that I fooled them
Cause my flow is so dynamic, it isn't fair what I'm doin', uh
I'm like a combo of Tyson and Cus D'Amato
Beating niggas to the punch and now I'm that nigga to follow
I'm robbing you of your dignity, your pride is hard to swallow
I'm so ahead of the game, I'm a Porsche and you a Volvo
Nigga lost yourself, people screaming "Where's Waldo?"
Nice rappers only, you ain't a part of the convo.. Easy
[Hook(x2)]
[Verse 2: Sinatra]
May this be your favorite rapper, just watch a nigga do it
My IQ is at 200, you can hear it in my music
Never been a killa, or a head splitta
But I been the type of nigga that'll serve your ass for dinna
I gets gets my dick wet, like A$AP, rephrase that
I got your girl laid back, at my crib, I taste that
She love me so much, that she call me for sessions
Last time that we fucked she said my dick a blessin'
I heard your favorite rapper got a Grammy, he deserved it
But when I'm up in the game, best believe he getting murdered
Erod put me on, Dee Mugga put me on
Hit up A-Towns very own, and I got up in my zone
And I body bagged this shit, like I body bagged your bitch
[Erod: Oh you heard the fuckin beat? Yeah we body bagged this shit]
A-Town's favorite rapper, all these others in disguise
Cause I'll be the first to fly, and I'll be the last to die, I'mma beast
[Hook(x2)]
[Verse 3: Dee Mugga]
No other way to start it, I'm low key, uncharted
Dutches pass, no carded, you finish, while I am started
Like a battle, we just sparrin', smoking our lungs are traded
I be soarin', you see my eyes, new Jordans, you see my size
No surprise I'm winnin', me and my niggas gon get it
Get these bitches here poppin', my man I know you wan' hit it
I fuckin' spittin' my heart out, got new shit in my car now
Did a lot of shit in the past, it's a new year a new start now
We takin' over for sure, there's no competition, precision precise
Lovin' to live it, we livin' this life, givin' them hype
Let them know they're tryin', they spittin they're lives
Go hard like a fight, Cintron, Mugga, Erod, them niggas are nice
Bodies all night
[Hook(x2)]
[Verse 4: Hooligan]
I move slow, I drink fast, I'm the king, you know that
Bad bitch and her ass fat, tits big and she flash that
Y.F.N. and you know that, cannon flow and you codec
Cannon blow and you blow back, hollow rounds, boy hold that
Hit the blunt and I fold back, hit the blunt and I exhale
Body bags and toe tags, surginizing old rags
Empty coffins we fillin' up, Allentown you know what's up
Now bump this song and fill the cup, my shit is ill, I'm cocky chump
I'm quick to grab and flip a lick, my shit so sick I'll blow your grip
I'll drown in words and feel my pain, I'll grab your bitch, I fucked, she came
Easy.. I threw her out
In a body bag, I threw her out
[Hook(x2)]
( Dee Mugga )
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