Hatchet Family
OlEvilEyeI don't give a fuck about A mothafuckin' follower count I just stay in my lane And all I need is one bitch sayin' my name One mic One wife and one life And I'm stayin' true Mad love for my family and I'm still paying dues For the person that I used to be Got a long path ahead but it ain't no news to me Working 2 jobs I'm always tired To think all I used to care about was just getting higher Now I'm spitting fire for my peeps in the Den Known Devil for awhile I'm always gonna be down with him And Los and Lettes I'm a be down with them even after I quit breathin' Hatchet family, my psycho sick heathens Okay Now it's time to get sick wit' it... It's Ol' Evil Eye, to you that's all upper case If you a juggahoe, I'll slice ya throat and fuck your face So just leave the beat alone Coz it just got skeeted on Like ya mom did last night at the bukkake I'm ice cold like I'm playing hockey But stay the fuck off me cause I'm known for making arteries spit And I can't help it bitch, the sickness is just part of me, shit It's what I'm made of Like the Darkness and Evil's consciousness made love And nine months later? Vader So fuck a hater coz I bet they won't have the guts to cross me twice I got a body collection like The Creeper and it's looking awfully nice It's an art how I gash these necks I love the sight of blood, even while havin' nasty sex Yeah, Ol' Evil Eye putting it down for my muhfuckas in Devil Den Spitting some wicked shit for all my muhfuckas to revel in Forks up Forks down Don't fuck around
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I don't give a fuck about A mothafuckin' follower count I just stay in my lane And all I need is one bitch sayin' my name One mic One wife and one life And I'm stayin' true Mad love for my family and I'm still paying dues For the person that I used to be Got a long path ahead but it ain't no news to me Working 2 jobs I'm always tired To think all I used to care about was just getting higher Now I'm spitting fire for my peeps in the Den Known Devil for awhile I'm always gonna be down with him And Los and Lettes I'm a be down with them even after I quit breathin' Hatchet family, my psycho sick heathens Okay Now it's time to get sick wit' it... It's Ol' Evil Eye, to you that's all upper case If you a juggahoe, I'll slice ya throat and fuck your face So just leave the beat alone Coz it just got skeeted on Like ya mom did last night at the bukkake I'm ice cold like I'm playing hockey But stay the fuck off me cause I'm known for making arteries spit And I can't help it bitch, the sickness is just part of me, shit It's what I'm made of Like the Darkness and Evil's consciousness made love And nine months later? Vader So fuck a hater coz I bet they won't have the guts to cross me twice I got a body collection like The Creeper and it's looking awfully nice It's an art how I gash these necks I love the sight of blood, even while havin' nasty sex Yeah, Ol' Evil Eye putting it down for my muhfuckas in Devil Den Spitting some wicked shit for all my muhfuckas to revel in Forks up Forks down Don't fuck around
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