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Artist: City Morgue
Canonical path: /city-morgue/c4
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C4
Read C4 lyrics by City Morgue on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
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C4
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Yung germ
Ryder, turn me up!
Acid base (what?), burn down to the vein (okay)
From waist down (what?), and now you need a cane (okay)
Lobotomize your friends, I hammer nails into they brain (wassup?)
Hunt you down with pictures taken, I'm in every frame (wassup?)
Children of the corn, our land is off the block (huh?)
Do you want a dirt nap? I'll put you down to rot (huh?)
Fuckin' on your bitch, I got blood all on my cock (haha)
Dig your boy a deep grave then hit the bedrock (haha)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (okay)
Take c-4, start the timer up (what?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (what?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (what?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (what?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (okay)
I got my clip, clip, tick, tick, it go mad loud (boom-boom)
Potato on the adler, I ain't makin' hashbrowns (rrah)
See a opp on my block, vinny here, ran 'em down (fuck outta here)
Black swimmers (boom), ass round (boom), this gon' be a man down (boom-boom)
Percy got me cold sweatin' (work!), hot head, them hoes fakin' (squad)
Bodies on the boulder (run out), you ain't doin' no steppin' (fuck outta here)
Airing out your whole section (boom-boom), bitch, I'm 007 (sleezy!)
Pole hit your skull, lift your soul like you [?] (boom-boom-boom-boom)
It's a tick, tick, tick, gettin' bread up on this bitch (mula!)
Got my clip, clip, clip, infrared up on this bitch (rrah)
It's gon' hit, hit, hit, split your head up on this bitch (boom-boom-boom)
Got these drumsticks, like they chicken legs up on this bitch (sleezy!)
Stalk yo' clique like a cobra (okay)
Take my truck then roll over ya (wassup?)
Tie you up to a boulder, uh (okay)
Take c-4, start the timer up (what?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (what?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (what?)
They waitin' for the tick, tick, tick, tick, tick (what?)
Tick-tock, boom, clear the whole damn room (okay)
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City Morgue performs "C4", and this lyric page sits inside the City Morgue catalog on LyroVerse.
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