Boy in the Box by City Morgue (ZillaKami x SosMula)
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Lyrics:
[Zillakami Verse]
Waiting For That Boy Preparing Dropkicks,
Light The Matches, Burning Ems An Option,
Niggas Put They Heads Down When I Pop In,
Cant See Where I Was Like A Nigga In The Mud,
Equivalent To 20 Lashes Modern Day,
5 Punches To The Face Is On Ya Dinner Plate,
Go In The Backyard Nigga Dig Ur Grave,
I Soften The Dirt Up Prepare To Get Merked,
Pain Pain Pussy Gang Bang,
Insane In Rage I Need A Pay Raise,
I Sell Crack Xans Fentanyl,
“Take Your Drugs Kiddo They Will Make U Grow Up Tall,“
Cigarettes Starting To Make A Motherfucker Cough,
Not Even My Bitch Can Get Me Motherfuckin Off,
Pull Up To The Party Niggas Actin Like Im Soft,
Ima Stab Em Till Them Nigas Fuckin Pull Me Off,
[Chorus]
Mud Got The Boy In The Box,
Flies Fly Around Him While He Rots,
Winter Preserves Him In The Cold,
Covered Up In Fuckin Black Mold,
X2
[SosMula Verse]
What You Know Bout Catching Bodies In That Turf War
What You Know Bout Catching Bodies In That Real War
We Throwing Bodies Off The 3rd Floor
I Hit Your Body With A Monster
Moshpit On The Block
Moshit On Our Ops
Moshpit On Our Cocks
Cartridge With The Socks
Hard List With The Eyes Parked
Bitch He Was Shocked Uh
I Can't Die Before My Time Goes
Rocket Launchers Like I’m Rondo Numba 9 Tho
Big Glock 9 In My Number 9 Clothes
We See The Stop Signs Driving With My Eyes Closed
[Chorus]
Mud Got The Boy In The Box,
Flies Fly Around Him While He Rots,
Winter Preserves Him In The Cold,
Covered Up In Fuckin Black Mold,
X2
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