Nuclear Winter by Do Not Resurrect Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ak3k]
When I break a bitch, I never leave the evidence
Shitting on you rappers, I don't see nobody better than the gang be coming up
I kill them all for just for adrenaline
Kicking in your door, I do not wait for you to lemme in, yeah
Keep that .45 tucked by my gut
Oh fuck, Imma come and dust a mothafucka up
I ain't talkin just to talk because that shit ain't adding up
Right now I feel like giving up but do I really give a fuck? Yeah
Imma soldier, keep my head low
Grinding till I make it and I put that on my dead folks
Surrender control of all the things that I can't let go
Feeling like the devil, I don't see a fucking halo, yeah
I pull with the fucking choppa, lеt it bust
Getting everything I want, got mе feeling like the One
If he really wanna problem, Imma smoke him like a blunt
Heard he talking out of pocket so I got to mitt them up, yeah
Gimme all the racks, get back or get your skull cracked
Taking what I want, you fucked up, I'm next up
Hellhound Milita, piped up, so guess what
Kill a mothafucka, dump the body in the aqueduct
Pussy talking all this shit but he won't ever back it up
Fucking on ya shawty and I told her ass to back it up
Saying you a goofy when we naked then we laugh it up
Dropping off the bodies cause she love to see me rack 'em up
[Verse 2: Do Not Resurrect]
Red beam, lead piece, holdup boy, don't test me
Holographic gleam on the sight, what a blessing
I be like a thief in the night while you resting
I remove the peace from your life, now you stressing
Glockboi, don't make me put the beam on it
Hopping out the Scatty Pack, ain't nothing but a thing homie
I keep circle very small, ain't nothin less my team on it
Chopper seem to chop them up, I let that fucker ring, woadie
I could keep it old school, hold up Imma cock back
Thought a nigga told you, roll up and I cop that
I be sipping soju, pour it, Imma toss back
Imma keep it loaded in my holy water bloodbath
All my niggas rolling, got them smoking on a opp pack
I be like a soldier when I'm loading up for combat
I need mental closure, I'm still open on the contract
I got flow pneumonia, I be cold it ain't no contest
What a nigga want, huh?! Bullet through his spleen, hoe
Watch a nigga dump once, he can't hit a thing though
All she want is tough love, I can't feel a thing, hoe
I might cut him, and leave him rotting on the bottom of the sea floor
When I break a bitch, I never leave the evidence
Shitting on you rappers, I don't see nobody better than the gang be coming up
I kill them all for just for adrenaline
Kicking in your door, I do not wait for you to lemme in, yeah
Keep that .45 tucked by my gut
Oh fuck, Imma come and dust a mothafucka up
I ain't talkin just to talk because that shit ain't adding up
Right now I feel like giving up but do I really give a fuck? Yeah
Imma soldier, keep my head low
Grinding till I make it and I put that on my dead folks
Surrender control of all the things that I can't let go
Feeling like the devil, I don't see a fucking halo, yeah
I pull with the fucking choppa, lеt it bust
Getting everything I want, got mе feeling like the One
If he really wanna problem, Imma smoke him like a blunt
Heard he talking out of pocket so I got to mitt them up, yeah
Gimme all the racks, get back or get your skull cracked
Taking what I want, you fucked up, I'm next up
Hellhound Milita, piped up, so guess what
Kill a mothafucka, dump the body in the aqueduct
Pussy talking all this shit but he won't ever back it up
Fucking on ya shawty and I told her ass to back it up
Saying you a goofy when we naked then we laugh it up
Dropping off the bodies cause she love to see me rack 'em up
[Verse 2: Do Not Resurrect]
Red beam, lead piece, holdup boy, don't test me
Holographic gleam on the sight, what a blessing
I be like a thief in the night while you resting
I remove the peace from your life, now you stressing
Glockboi, don't make me put the beam on it
Hopping out the Scatty Pack, ain't nothing but a thing homie
I keep circle very small, ain't nothin less my team on it
Chopper seem to chop them up, I let that fucker ring, woadie
I could keep it old school, hold up Imma cock back
Thought a nigga told you, roll up and I cop that
I be sipping soju, pour it, Imma toss back
Imma keep it loaded in my holy water bloodbath
All my niggas rolling, got them smoking on a opp pack
I be like a soldier when I'm loading up for combat
I need mental closure, I'm still open on the contract
I got flow pneumonia, I be cold it ain't no contest
What a nigga want, huh?! Bullet through his spleen, hoe
Watch a nigga dump once, he can't hit a thing though
All she want is tough love, I can't feel a thing, hoe
I might cut him, and leave him rotting on the bottom of the sea floor