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PROSTHETIC LEGS lyrics

Performers City MorgueZillaKamiSosMula

PROSTHETIC LEGS song lyrics by City Morgue official

PROSTHETIC LEGS is a song in English

Is that Shoki on the beat?
Vader

Limb mangler, pull up, Jeep Wrangler (okay)
You my opp I said and now I need to send you off (what's up?)
I don't wanna talk to you, talk to the razor (huh?)
I don't wanna talk to you, talk to the razor (okay)
I'm a mad kid when I'm off the acid (okay)
When I'm at the show, bitch, come and show the tits (uh)
I'm a masochist, come on and give me a kiss (uh)
I'm a Rebel 13, Wardog clique (okay)
Used to bite them niggas when they talked about it (okay)
Know the consequences when they talk about it (what's up?)
Cut the barrel off the new shotty (huh?)
Watch the pellets spray when they hit your body (okay)
Real deal, I will kill the witness and it's real spiel
I will peel your lemon (uh-huh)
I'm a cunt fucker, go and count your minutes (uh-huh)
I'm a mischievous, the dirty kid, the menace

If I aim this way, y'all need prosthetic legs (okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain't dead (what)
If I aim this way, y'all need prosthetic heads (okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain't dead (what)

Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (hey)
Peddle to the floor (what?), Snipers never miss (hey)
Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (hey)
Peddle to the floor (what?), Snipers never miss (sleezy)

Aim at your forehead (boom)
Crack it like a raw egg (boom, boom), I'm like a little kid
Rippin' off raw heads (Sleezy)
And the Porsche wrecked (skrt)
Treat you like your ballsack (Sleezy)
Guillotine, you really scream, the floor red
Sniper unwinding (on go), leave a nigga skunky
Pull up like on deep, don't ever try to jump me
Pistol, junkie, all you niggas lunch meat (fuck outta here)
Clean that coupe from the street, pussy make the front stink

If I aim this way, y'all need prosthetic legs (okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain't dead (what)
If I aim this way, y'all need prosthetic heads (okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain't dead (what)
If I aim this way, y'all need prosthetic legs (okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain't dead (what)
If I aim this way, y'all need prosthetic heads (okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain't dead (what)

Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (hey)
Peddle to the floor (what?), Snipers never miss (hey)
Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (hey)
Peddle to the floor (what?), Snipers never miss (hey)
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: David Orion Pointer, Junius Rogers, Lee Jaehee, Vinicius Sosa
Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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