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feedmygreed Video (MV)




Performed By: Qui
Language: English
Length: 1:41
Written by: Quinlan Frank




Qui - feedmygreed Lyrics
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Don't go f*ckin' runnin' when I bare this shit I will chop your ass to pieces, then I'll smoke a cig
My blade is shinin' from the moonlight blood is sizzlin' this feelin' flowin' through my body
It makes me wanna
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
Just a f*ckin' fake, a damn disgrace, let them eat the concrete, Make em scream, make em bleed
I'll put you six feet deep in the earth if you step to me, the pain and the hate and my chest, a perfect recipe
I got the black blood burnin' hotter than the sun my brain is dead numb I'm waitin' till I f*ckin' die
I got the black blood burnin' hotter than the sun
Yeah, you stupid f*ckin' cunts, yeah, you make me wanna
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
Yeah, I wanna go and kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
I'm sick of staying in place, you better get out my way pullin' up out to a show, ain't never catchin' no fade
I'll serve your head on a tray, I'll mutilate the whole place all you pussy motherf*ckers better step up your game
Pop that clutch bitch I'm gunnin', they saw the blade, now they runnin' and when I hop up on this mic then everybody start jumpin
You cluck head f*cks are just sad, hide that intent with a mask heard you prayin' on my downfall bitch do better that that
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Don't go f*ckin' runnin' when I bare this shit I will chop your ass to pieces, then I'll smoke a cig
My blade is shinin' from the moonlight blood is sizzlin' this feelin' flowin' through my body
It makes me wanna
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
Just a f*ckin' fake, a damn disgrace, let them eat the concrete, Make em scream, make em bleed
I'll put you six feet deep in the earth if you step to me, the pain and the hate and my chest, a perfect recipe
I got the black blood burnin' hotter than the sun my brain is dead numb I'm waitin' till I f*ckin' die
I got the black blood burnin' hotter than the sun
Yeah, you stupid f*ckin' cunts, yeah, you make me wanna
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
Yeah, I wanna go and kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
I'm sick of staying in place, you better get out my way pullin' up out to a show, ain't never catchin' no fade
I'll serve your head on a tray, I'll mutilate the whole place all you pussy motherf*ckers better step up your game
Pop that clutch bitch I'm gunnin', they saw the blade, now they runnin' and when I hop up on this mic then everybody start jumpin
You cluck head f*cks are just sad, hide that intent with a mask heard you prayin' on my downfall bitch do better that that
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Writer: Quinlan Frank
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