Ned Bundy - All Is Well

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A cold muthafucka

Break

Verse 1: Ned Bundy
Break fast
Eat it up
Get back to the floor
Break yo back
Turn the clock
Make cash, make dough
Stay strapped on your lap
Cause you just don't know
Where the tax from the rats
Split your body from your soul
Snapshot
Flash hot
Cause of this different time
Free your mind
Its now open
A malice lobotomy
Gun pack
Surgery
Sharpened up machetes
Paranoid conclusions
Prepares the irregular
Lifestyle hatred
Historys exhibits pattern and theres bloodshed, bloodbath
Stains on my fabrics
All of the magic
Storing beings in my soul
Access can't be granted if I tap real slow
Having to be had
It's a very great show

Chorus
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Doomshop, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
Gunshot, gunshot, gunshot, gunshot
 
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