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[Куплет]:
S-S-Sematary Grave Man, I creep with the knife
HDOE got the nine, ay Ghost, grab the knife
Sematary Grave Man, I creep with the knife
I got guns, I got knives, I got scythes, I got iron
3 AM Gang, we ride in the night
I've been makin' bangers like every fuckin' night
Bitch, I'm on the creep, in the place beyond the pines
I don't like life so you know I stay high, bitch
[Куплет]:
I stay high, lace tied on the powerlines
Not a runaway ramp for my semi
But then I keep it low gear on my decline
Just to find my way back to the white line
No more to cut down, I've felled all the trust now
'Cause in the clearing, I'm safe from the fire
I'm in my cabin, Thoreau in the stash house
'Cause with no feeling, I'll face no desire
Back to the cold air, wra-wracked to the bone
Trapped in soul snares, got their hold
Bled-bled-bled out and died on the side of my road
And you'd lose it all again just to know what I know, yeah
[Припев]:
3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang
Holdin' up threes, bitch, it's 3 AM Gang
3 AM when we ride, bitch, stay out my way
3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang
Haunted Mound boys reppin' 3 AM Gang
Haunted Mound girls screamin' 3 AM Gang
[Куплет]:
In the middle of the night, my team, we 3 AM
I ain't never solo, it's always me and 'em
I ain't got no dopamine, I'm never feelin' it
It's a dark ass night, no way you seein' me
Cartier eyes can see now, still can't see no way out
You can come over and find out, 3 AM gang, it's that Haunted Mound
Mound-MoundRich money, large amounts Coffin sleepin' in that white shroud
See me on stage in your city, screamin' "HDOE!"
We turnt up way too damn much My brain took all the damage
It's 3 AM it's 3 AM sun down, please don't come back up
3 AM my fuckin' gang, foggy night, got that mist brain
You know I love my dirty sprite, thirty round makin' my yoppa sing
[Куплет]:
Shawty, you can call me the blood moon rider
Blangy belt rocker, Haunted Mound reaper
We all pop dope, but my dope pop better
Fine ass shawty, suck my motherfuckin' schlanger
Pills on my chicken, I'm just tryna get higher
I'm sorry, ma'am sir, I am never sober
And I'm never friendly, goin' ghost like Casper
I got Babadook hands like Freddy Krueger
Do ya' hear the bells? It's the witching hour
Ride through the night, we some Haunted Mound losers
[Припев]:
3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang
Holdin' up threes, bitch, it's 3 AM Gang
3 AM when we ride, bitch, stay out my way
3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang, 3 AM Gang
Haunted Mound boys reppin' 3 AM Gang
Haunted Mound girls screamin' 3 AM Gang
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