[Producer Tags]
[Engineer Tag: Kriminal]
[Hook]
Big GD, Chicago to London
Went from guns to blades I need me a cutlass
I remember being a gunman
Now Klan blade senseis all and sundry
Spot man bun man, turn man, dumb man
Leave man in the dungeon
Cheff up any man or thing redundant
Don't push my buttons
Two Klansmen alone could extinct a hundred
Give word and Klan get to hunting
Get blazed up and stepped up like a Bunyan
Can't see my face but can tell I'm mugging
No message or warning do sudden summons
Call up a platoon of demons, dozens
I need me a pack of Siberian wolves
Might contact my bomb squad in Russia
[Verse 1]
No Vladimir Putin or Judas
Dip opp cousins and relatives I do this
Bang bang out Glock thirty, no mercy
Ping em up arrows too, no cupid
I'm a demon what's love without bleeding?
Dip up opps girls too, I'm ruthless, (Oi)
Spinning them dizzy, I'm cunning and fleeting
Two seconds two dead, I'm a nuisance
Blood drip out his mouth
Broken vessels, got my devils drooling
Fk with the Klan get smoked up no juuling
Fresh off a M in the whip I'm zooming
Drip that, bleed that, gore that
Up and down, until them vessels loosened
He's wapped up on the net, opp yapping
Show up another M simple solution
Demon things no 98 it's booling
Ying up for fooling, dismiss in prudence
Opp block swerving, what's cooking?
Spin too much, I leave pagans clueless
Conclusion, them blade distributions
Siberian wolves on hunt, executions
Cheff man down, leave man in the sewer
The pack eat brains, leave that man roofless
[Hook]
Big GD, Chicago to London
Went from guns to blades I need me a cutlass
I remember being a gunman
Now Klan blade senseis all and sundry
Spot man bun man, turn man, dumb man
Leave man in the dungeon
Cheff up any man or thing redundant
Don't push my buttons
Two Klansmen alone could extinct a hundred
Give word and Klan get to hunting
Get blazed up and stepped up like a Bunyan
Can't see my face but can tell I'm mugging
No message or warning do sudden summons
Call up a platoon of demons, dozens
I need me a pack of Siberian wolves
Might contact my bomb squad in Russia
[Verse 2]
Mask on, gloves on, bulletproof
With blade it's bout time to have some fun, (swing)
The Klan pull up, marching, anglo arm arcing
Clash stygian blades for drums
Chatter and piss spatters, panties thrown on mattress
Them hate I'm the one
No PR Sad, I burn skin and crash
In the blade we trust
Twelve blades combo, running out of opps to drop though
Them graves must cost a ton
Dark knight thing right by my hip
Always equipped, I don't need no gun
No Chris v Kate confront
I'm in there like wind blow and man's in a blunt
Might cop me Guijan's bronze blade
Heard that thing like to sponge up blood, (Rah, Rah)
[Hook]
Big GD, Chicago to London
Went from guns to blades I need me a cutlass
I remember being a gunman
Now Klan blade senseis all and sundry
Spot man bun man, turn man, dumb man
Leave man in the dungeon
Cheff up any man or thing redundant
Don't push my buttons
Two Klansmen alone could extinct a hundred
Give word and Klan get to hunting
Get blazed up and stepped up like a Bunyan
Can't see my face but can tell I'm mugging
No message or warning do sudden summons
Call up a platoon of demons, dozens
I need me a pack of Siberian wolves
Might contact my bomb squad in Russia
[Sequel]
PR Sad's Plugged In With Fumez: "In the blade we trust"
[Engineer Tag: Kriminal]
[Hook]
Big GD, Chicago to London
Went from guns to blades I need me a cutlass
I remember being a gunman
Now Klan blade senseis all and sundry
Spot man bun man, turn man, dumb man
Leave man in the dungeon
Cheff up any man or thing redundant
Don't push my buttons
Two Klansmen alone could extinct a hundred
Give word and Klan get to hunting
Get blazed up and stepped up like a Bunyan
Can't see my face but can tell I'm mugging
No message or warning do sudden summons
Call up a platoon of demons, dozens
I need me a pack of Siberian wolves
Might contact my bomb squad in Russia
[Verse 1]
No Vladimir Putin or Judas
Dip opp cousins and relatives I do this
Bang bang out Glock thirty, no mercy
Ping em up arrows too, no cupid
I'm a demon what's love without bleeding?
Dip up opps girls too, I'm ruthless, (Oi)
Spinning them dizzy, I'm cunning and fleeting
Two seconds two dead, I'm a nuisance
Blood drip out his mouth
Broken vessels, got my devils drooling
Fk with the Klan get smoked up no juuling
Fresh off a M in the whip I'm zooming
Drip that, bleed that, gore that
Up and down, until them vessels loosened
He's wapped up on the net, opp yapping
Show up another M simple solution
Demon things no 98 it's booling
Ying up for fooling, dismiss in prudence
Opp block swerving, what's cooking?
Spin too much, I leave pagans clueless
Conclusion, them blade distributions
Siberian wolves on hunt, executions
Cheff man down, leave man in the sewer
The pack eat brains, leave that man roofless
[Hook]
Big GD, Chicago to London
Went from guns to blades I need me a cutlass
I remember being a gunman
Now Klan blade senseis all and sundry
Spot man bun man, turn man, dumb man
Leave man in the dungeon
Cheff up any man or thing redundant
Don't push my buttons
Two Klansmen alone could extinct a hundred
Give word and Klan get to hunting
Get blazed up and stepped up like a Bunyan
Can't see my face but can tell I'm mugging
No message or warning do sudden summons
Call up a platoon of demons, dozens
I need me a pack of Siberian wolves
Might contact my bomb squad in Russia
[Verse 2]
Mask on, gloves on, bulletproof
With blade it's bout time to have some fun, (swing)
The Klan pull up, marching, anglo arm arcing
Clash stygian blades for drums
Chatter and piss spatters, panties thrown on mattress
Them hate I'm the one
No PR Sad, I burn skin and crash
In the blade we trust
Twelve blades combo, running out of opps to drop though
Them graves must cost a ton
Dark knight thing right by my hip
Always equipped, I don't need no gun
No Chris v Kate confront
I'm in there like wind blow and man's in a blunt
Might cop me Guijan's bronze blade
Heard that thing like to sponge up blood, (Rah, Rah)
[Hook]
Big GD, Chicago to London
Went from guns to blades I need me a cutlass
I remember being a gunman
Now Klan blade senseis all and sundry
Spot man bun man, turn man, dumb man
Leave man in the dungeon
Cheff up any man or thing redundant
Don't push my buttons
Two Klansmen alone could extinct a hundred
Give word and Klan get to hunting
Get blazed up and stepped up like a Bunyan
Can't see my face but can tell I'm mugging
No message or warning do sudden summons
Call up a platoon of demons, dozens
I need me a pack of Siberian wolves
Might contact my bomb squad in Russia
[Sequel]
PR Sad's Plugged In With Fumez: "In the blade we trust"
( Kriminal 6SK )
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