1000 Corpses Lyrics
| Song | 1000 Corpses |
| Artist | Conway The Machine |
| Album | Reject 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:04.260][Verse: Conway the Machine] | |
| [00:26.262] | Look |
| [00:27.015] | Empty out the Kel-Tec, til ain't a shell left |
| [00:30.014] | Bullets burn, I can smell flesh, I can smell death |
| [00:32.767] | I inhale the last L right on hell's steps |
| [00:36.269] | Devil's Reject, **** you expect? Listen |
| [00:39.009] | I got too many guns, and not enough drama |
| [00:41.770] | So I'm broad day in the hood, popping the llama (Let's go) |
| [00:44.758] | I get the blocks from papi, then I holler hasta mañana (Papi) |
| [00:48.019] | Eating pasta like a mobster, silk Prada pajamas |
| [00:50.768] | I've got to be out of my ****ing mind |
| [00:53.266] | I'll have B-Wiz sniff another ****ing line and break your ****ing spine |
| [00:57.768] | I'm back around, graduated from the school of Hard Knocks |
| [01:01.020] | And got a brick and a pistol, instead of a cap and gown |
| [01:03.765] | A couple choppa shots will back them down |
| [01:06.264] | Waving the K like "Look at me. I am the Captain now." (Hahahahaha) |
| [01:10.510] | Thought you had racks homie, what happened now? (Damn) |
| [01:13.271] | You take a loss and have more excuses than Pacquiao (Haaaa) |
| [01:16.521] | Ask around, you **** niggas I smack around |
| [01:19.521] | My Don C Bulls jacket smell like a pack of loud (You smell it) |
| [01:22.761] | My bitch double C, it's Chanel bagging now |
| [01:25.275] | Giuseppe on her feet, I-8 Beamer, she swagging now (she swagging now) |
| [01:29.269] | 100 bags a week, that's on average now |
| [01:31.769] | Sending cookies from Cali, I'm waiting on a package now |
| [01:35.264] | I only came to snatch the crown from whoever has it |
| [01:38.266] | I don't **** with these faggot niggas that's rapping now (**** these niggas, man) |
| [01:41.766] | Jump out of the coupe with something to shoot inside |
| [01:44.764] | So run up on me, you're committing suicide |
| [01:47.511] | I built a reputation niggas can't scrutinize |
| [01:50.516] | APCs, shattered back boards, hoodies Superdry |
| [01:53.514] | Medusa on the buckle, Gator on the brim |
| [01:56.509] | I pull up on your corner, shit's spraying from a Benz (Brrrrr) |
| [01:59.762] | It's funny how you only feel betrayal from a friend |
| [02:03.022] | It's never the enemy, they hate you from within |
| [02:05.771] | This for them niggas that play with the razors in the pen (my nigga) |
| [02:08.768] | My bars sharp, I write with razors in my pen (woooo) |
| [02:12.522] | My little bro will put the gauge up to your chin |
| [02:15.027] | He gon' wait till I say when, but his patience's running thin |
| [02:18.018] | Look, I am the illest, I am the realest |
| [02:21.233] | I ain't a rapper, I am a killer, I am a menace |
| [02:24.487] | Listen |
| [02:25.236] | I have completed what you're trying to finish |
| [02:27.229] | I'm aiming at your cap, trying to peel it |
| [02:29.739] | It's the Machine, bitch! |
| [00:04.260][Verse: Conway the Machine] | |
| [00:26.262] | Look |
| [00:27.015] | Empty out the Kel-Tec, til ain' t a shell left |
| [00:30.014] | Bullets burn, I can smell flesh, I can smell death |
| [00:32.767] | I inhale the last L right on hell' s steps |
| [00:36.269] | Devil' s Reject, you expect? Listen |
| [00:39.009] | I got too many guns, and not enough drama |
| [00:41.770] | So I' m broad day in the hood, popping the llama Let' s go |
| [00:44.758] | I get the blocks from papi, then I holler hasta ma ana Papi |
| [00:48.019] | Eating pasta like a mobster, silk Prada pajamas |
| [00:50.768] | I' ve got to be out of my ing mind |
| [00:53.266] | I' ll have B-Wiz sniff another ing line and break your ing spine |
| [00:57.768] | I' m back around, graduated from the school of Hard Knocks |
| [01:01.020] | And got a brick and a pistol, instead of a cap and gown |
| [01:03.765] | A couple choppa shots will back them down |
| [01:06.264] | Waving the K like " Look at me. I am the Captain now. " Hahahahaha |
| [01:10.510] | Thought you had racks homie, what happened now? Damn |
| [01:13.271] | You take a loss and have more excuses than Pacquiao Haaaa |
| [01:16.521] | Ask around, you niggas I smack around |
| [01:19.521] | My Don C Bulls jacket smell like a pack of loud You smell it |
| [01:22.761] | My bitch double C, it' s Chanel bagging now |
| [01:25.275] | Giuseppe on her feet, I-8 Beamer, she swagging now she swagging now |
| [01:29.269] | 100 bags a week, that' s on average now |
| [01:31.769] | Sending cookies from Cali, I' m waiting on a package now |
| [01:35.264] | I only came to snatch the crown from whoever has it |
| [01:38.266] | I don' t with these faggot niggas that' s rapping now these niggas, man |
| [01:41.766] | Jump out of the coupe with something to shoot inside |
| [01:44.764] | So run up on me, you' re committing suicide |
| [01:47.511] | I built a reputation niggas can' t scrutinize |
| [01:50.516] | APCs, shattered back boards, hoodies Superdry |
| [01:53.514] | Medusa on the buckle, Gator on the brim |
| [01:56.509] | I pull up on your corner, shit' s spraying from a Benz Brrrrr |
| [01:59.762] | It' s funny how you only feel betrayal from a friend |
| [02:03.022] | It' s never the enemy, they hate you from within |
| [02:05.771] | This for them niggas that play with the razors in the pen my nigga |
| [02:08.768] | My bars sharp, I write with razors in my pen woooo |
| [02:12.522] | My little bro will put the gauge up to your chin |
| [02:15.027] | He gon' wait till I say when, but his patience' s running thin |
| [02:18.018] | Look, I am the illest, I am the realest |
| [02:21.233] | I ain' t a rapper, I am a killer, I am a menace |
| [02:24.487] | Listen |
| [02:25.236] | I have completed what you' re trying to finish |
| [02:27.229] | I' m aiming at your cap, trying to peel it |
| [02:29.739] | It' s the Machine, bitch! |
| [00:04.260][Verse: Conway the Machine] | |
| [00:26.262] | Look |
| [00:27.015] | Empty out the Kel-Tec, til ain' t a shell left |
| [00:30.014] | Bullets burn, I can smell flesh, I can smell death |
| [00:32.767] | I inhale the last L right on hell' s steps |
| [00:36.269] | Devil' s Reject, you expect? Listen |
| [00:39.009] | I got too many guns, and not enough drama |
| [00:41.770] | So I' m broad day in the hood, popping the llama Let' s go |
| [00:44.758] | I get the blocks from papi, then I holler hasta ma ana Papi |
| [00:48.019] | Eating pasta like a mobster, silk Prada pajamas |
| [00:50.768] | I' ve got to be out of my ing mind |
| [00:53.266] | I' ll have B-Wiz sniff another ing line and break your ing spine |
| [00:57.768] | I' m back around, graduated from the school of Hard Knocks |
| [01:01.020] | And got a brick and a pistol, instead of a cap and gown |
| [01:03.765] | A couple choppa shots will back them down |
| [01:06.264] | Waving the K like " Look at me. I am the Captain now. " Hahahahaha |
| [01:10.510] | Thought you had racks homie, what happened now? Damn |
| [01:13.271] | You take a loss and have more excuses than Pacquiao Haaaa |
| [01:16.521] | Ask around, you niggas I smack around |
| [01:19.521] | My Don C Bulls jacket smell like a pack of loud You smell it |
| [01:22.761] | My bitch double C, it' s Chanel bagging now |
| [01:25.275] | Giuseppe on her feet, I-8 Beamer, she swagging now she swagging now |
| [01:29.269] | 100 bags a week, that' s on average now |
| [01:31.769] | Sending cookies from Cali, I' m waiting on a package now |
| [01:35.264] | I only came to snatch the crown from whoever has it |
| [01:38.266] | I don' t with these faggot niggas that' s rapping now these niggas, man |
| [01:41.766] | Jump out of the coupe with something to shoot inside |
| [01:44.764] | So run up on me, you' re committing suicide |
| [01:47.511] | I built a reputation niggas can' t scrutinize |
| [01:50.516] | APCs, shattered back boards, hoodies Superdry |
| [01:53.514] | Medusa on the buckle, Gator on the brim |
| [01:56.509] | I pull up on your corner, shit' s spraying from a Benz Brrrrr |
| [01:59.762] | It' s funny how you only feel betrayal from a friend |
| [02:03.022] | It' s never the enemy, they hate you from within |
| [02:05.771] | This for them niggas that play with the razors in the pen my nigga |
| [02:08.768] | My bars sharp, I write with razors in my pen woooo |
| [02:12.522] | My little bro will put the gauge up to your chin |
| [02:15.027] | He gon' wait till I say when, but his patience' s running thin |
| [02:18.018] | Look, I am the illest, I am the realest |
| [02:21.233] | I ain' t a rapper, I am a killer, I am a menace |
| [02:24.487] | Listen |
| [02:25.236] | I have completed what you' re trying to finish |
| [02:27.229] | I' m aiming at your cap, trying to peel it |
| [02:29.739] | It' s the Machine, bitch! |
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