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City Morgue – ACAB Lyrics

ACAB By City Morgue

Yung Germ

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AC-AB, A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., rig the block like melee, yeah
AC-AB, A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., take your shit, I don’t feel bad, yeah
AC-AB, A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., give your comrades shitbag, yeah
AC-AB, A.C.A.B., A.C.A.B., wipe blood off with this rag, hey
AC-AB, A.C.A.B., I think I just broke my hand, boy
AC-AB, A.C.A.B., I might serve a fiend some grams, boy
AC-AB, A.C.A.B., Undertale, bitch, I am Sans, boy
Y’all niggas ain’t brave, y’all niggas just on fuckin’ Xans, boy

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Talk to fuckin’ 12? I stomp his head under my sandal
Lock me in a cell, leave me for dead, bitch, I’m a vandal
Police power trippin’, turn yo’ ass into examples
Talkin’ way too stupid out yo’ mouth, your soul get canceled
Fuck did he say? Bust out this ‘K
Dirty fuckin’ 12, you not safe, fuck ’round, meet yo’ fate
Pussy, bullets all the fuckin’ way, we don’t evacuate
Pussy, you and [?] welcome to USA
Knock-knock, knock
Feds at my door but I don’t talk-talk, talk
We fuck ’em up, they yellin’, “Stop, stop, stop”
Bitch, save our people, kill a cop-cop, cop, fuck

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