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City Morgue – PROSTHETIC LEGS Lyrics

PROSTHETIC LEGS By City Morgue

Is that Shoki on the beat?
Vader

Limb mangler, pull up, Jeep Wrangler (Okay)
You my opposite and now I need to send you off (Wassup?)
I don’t wanna talk to you, talk to the razor (Huh?)
I don’t wanna talk to you, talk to the razor (Okay)
I’m a mad kid when I’m off the acid (Okay)
When I’m at the show, bitch, come and show the tits (Uh)
I’m a masochist, come on and give me a kiss (Uh)
I’m a Rebel 13, Wardog clique (Okay)
Used to, fighting niggas when they talk about it (Okay)
Know the consequences when they talk about it (Wassup?)
Cut the, barrel off the new shotty (Huh?)
Watch the, pellets spread when they hit your body (Okay)
Real deal, I will kill the witness and it’s real spiel
I will peal your lemon (Uh-huh)
I’m a cunt fucker, go and count your minutes (Uh-huh)
I’m a mischievous, the dirty kid, the menace (Aha-ha)

If I aim this way, y’all need prosthetic legs (Okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain’t dead (What)
If I aim this way, y’all need prosthetic heads (Okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain’t dead (What)

Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (Hey)
Pedal to the floor (What?), snipers never miss (Hey)
Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (Hey)
Pedal to the floor (What?), snipers never miss (Sleezy)

Hit your forehead (Boom), crack it like a raw egg (Boom, boom)
I’m like a little kid, rippin’ off raw heads (Sleezy)
And the Porsche wrecked (Skrrt, skrrt), treat you like a boar’s head (Sleezy)
Guillotine, you really scream, the floor red (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Sniper on one knee (Boom), leave a nigga skunky (Boom)
Pull up like one deep (Fuck outta here), don’t ever try to jump me (No no)
Pistol (Boom), junkie, all you niggas lunch meat (Fuck outta here)
KLEAN UP KREW (Boom boom), from the street, pussy [?] (Sleezy)

If I aim this way, y’all need prosthetic legs (Okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain’t dead (What)
If I aim this way, y’all need prosthetic heads (Okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain’t dead (What)
If I aim this way, y’all need prosthetic legs (Okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain’t dead (What)
If I aim this way, y’all need prosthetic heads (Okay)
If he moves, then that nigga ain’t dead (What)

Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (Hey)
Pedal to the floor (What?), snipers never miss (Hey)
Wardog, Wardog, Wardog clique (Hey)
Pedal to the floor (What?), snipers never miss (Hey)