do not resurrect - walking doom (official music video)

dir. cyberdrips prod. mercykill lyrics: put some paper in my pocket stack it up, I need a check i’m finna flip it, fuck it up i wanna hit sumn with a Tec i wanna rip it, run amok them double digits turn to stacks i’m screamin “Kill em, hush em up!” i need some crystals on my neck you wanna do it? put a body in the air with my fist like doom in the party turn a marriage to a fist fight whacked! what a god wanna murder when the mood right hunt in the day eat his body in the moonlight so i go and put the pieces on him these motherfuckers wanna feature from him i had enough he actin tough, i’m finna reach for somethin leave with somethin i pull his card, it was a Visa or somethin i hit his brain choppa sang like it’s Aretha Something too rude i’m comin through with the new tool and i’m too smooth when thumpin it, it go pew pew got a loose screw you dumb and i wanna shoot you with that deuce deuce put hole in him like a Froot Loop why you lame? what you gain? why you hate a nigga? my doggy maim gold fangs how he ate a nigga we droppin brains ya whole gang gon evade a nigga Peter Piper picked a pack of pistols to erase a nigga so i go and put the pieces on him these motherfuckers wanna feature from him i had enough he actin tough, i’m finna reach for somethin leave with somethin i pull his card it was a Visa or somethin i hit his brain choppa sang like it’s Aretha Something too rude (put some paper in my pocket) i’m comin through with the new tool (stack it up, i need a check) and i’m too smooth (i’m finna flip it, fuck it up) when thumpin it, it go pew pew (i wanna hit somethin with a Tec) got a loose screw (i wanna rip it, run amok) you dumb and i wanna shoot you (them double digits turn to stacks) with that deuce deuce (i’m screamin “kill em, hush em up!”) put hole in him like a Froot Loop (i need some crystals on my neck) put a body in the air with my fist like doom in the party turn a marriage to a fist fight whacked! what a god wanna murder when the mood right hunt in the day eat his body in the moonlight put a body in the air with my fist like i’m in the party turn a marriage to a fist fight swear to god wanna murder when the mood right hunt in the day eat his body in the moonlight