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Song: Cactus Murder Song

Artist:  MC Lil'Cactus
Album: Badland Legends


Saw them bitches over by the cactus edge.
Looking no good, fiend leaning, chew spittin.

I can't let it go. Motherfucker hit my boots.

Those fucking gringos 'bout to die!

 

With bars heavier than the magnum, you can't stop this.

Fire from the booth over at Interstate 66.

Dick suckiin' Wild stylin' Rough riding till I die.

No fuck boys around, only roadmen by my side.


We bring these gats up into this cactus maze and put you 6ft deep.

Like the early vegas days. Unnamed grave. 

We bury you with the shit, like a failed abortion.

Not like the others. We 'wildin. Keepin it 'real

Merge these cowboy tunes with that street shit. 

 

Brap brap brap!

You've got it wrong son, this aint no pop song,
this aint no gangster rap. It's a cowboy song, MOTHER FUCKERS!


Those night city tunes to kill yourself to.

Those fly tunes to murder corpos to. 

We don't fucking care, so you bout to DIE.

Live large or die a nobody...So you gotta die. 

You hit your peak, I've barely started!

Lil' Cactus on the UP UP!

Just go out with that BRAP! BRAP! BRAP!

 

Bang this shit in your grandmas whip.

Ghetto leaning, 'sippin on that cognaq while getting head.

Firing out the side window with your grandpas six shooter.

The last bastion of faith. Night City.

I'd rather you roll a book.

Blaze that shit and become a heathen.

See me high as a kite.

Cause' we're all doomed.

Go out in a blaze of glory.

Ain't nobody going to heaven 'in Night City.

So I'll send you straight to the devil where you belong.
 

You've got it wrong son, this aint no pop song,

this aint no gangster rap. It's a cowboy song, so suck a FAT DICK!

 

I'll ride up on that saloon harder than the corpos fuck your mother. 

We don't come to talk. We come to murder your crew.

No speeches. This ain't the movies. Just BRAP BRAP BRAP!

No fucks given.  Your posse dying 'round you 'like bitches.
Blood soil the dirt and you'll learn, fuck boy, who the real legend is.
We'll nurish these 'fuckin  cactuses with your brain matter.
'cuz you see, my villas got fifty feet cactuses from the fuckers that crossed me.

Cartel executions look right' pussy after you've seen my handywork.

 

Because I told you Gringo.... DON'T SPIT ON MY BOOTS!!!

*BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG CLICK*

BRAP BRAP BRAP!!!

MC LIL'CACTUS UP IN THE STUDIO!
WITH ME IS UP AND COMING BAD LANDS MERC, MAG
DOING MY SECURITY THIS WEEK. A REAL BAD GRINGO!

FUCKING PREEM CHOOMBA!!
SHOUT OUT TO THE FUCKING STREET CHOOMS.

BADLAND GANG TIL WE DIE!

Color: Camo
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