MACHETEVILLE

[Jmattson]
Rope 'round my motherfucking throat
I don't give a shit
Fuck my life I don't even wanna finish it
Motherfuckers acting like they know me
And I'm sick of it
Feel like I'm a motherfucking phony
When i'm in my skin
Bitch I been tryna get up on my bullshit
Tight ripped jeans same color that my soul is
Rolled in with the squad like we important
Had to take the underground
And bring that shit to Portland, morbid
Tossing bodies in the lake
Beautiful and bloody when I'm making my escape
Usually I'd cut into a motherfucker's face
But I don't got my machete
And I don't wanna catch a case
So I'm dragging this ugly motherfucker
Down to my dungeon
Practically coverеd in his blood
And I barely touched him
Man I been loving this
I'm murdering on a budgеt
You redundant if you thinking
I won't catch you out in public
And it's bloodshed
Get excited I'm like fuck yes
Getting violent getting upset
I been telling these motherfuckers
The hellhounds up next
Ignorant motherfuckers gon' end up in a truck bed
Whoa
You ain't finna snatch my soul
You ain't finna bag that hoe
You ain't finna run up on me
Like you say you gonna motherfucker
I been waiting for a minute tryna catch that smoke
Like whoa
You ain't finna snatch my soul
You ain't finna bag that hoe
You ain't finna run up on me
Like you say you gonna motherfucker
I been waiting for a minute tryna catch that smoke

[Blupill]
You ain’t finna snatch my soul
Run up on me imma break you down to the bone
Hit a mothafucka in the dome
Body in the drain I replaced him with a clone
Like what
BLUPILL super saiyan mode
Say another word imma hit you in the throat
Like what
Twitter bitchin now he want the smoke
Left him in the dirt and layed his body with a cloak
We been out winnin all night
JMatt BLUPILL pulled up on sight
Out in PDX livin life
We the type of mothafuckas that’ll end a fight
Ion wanna have to use spikes
Keep em on my wrist but I also got a knife
6 inch blade tucked inside
Deep inside my pocket but I also got a nine
I don’t wanna fight you bitches
Lookin at me cold like a mothafuckin villain
Gucci, Moncler on my linen
Beat the pussy up then i throw it on the skillet
I been going hard for a minute
Ain’t nobody stopping me I’m Kobe with the vision
I ain’t got time for opinion
Keep it to yourself unless you wanna end up missing