CORPSE x HAARPER – BUNGEE GUM // CABIN FEVER [Mashup + AMV]

HAARPER – BUNGEE GUM // CORPSE – CABIN FEVER
Mashup of @corpse x @HAARPER
(I don’t have any rights for any songs. All the rights are going to the artists)

Originals:

SoundCloud:

Lyrics:
[CORPSE]
Think you problem solver, well then f*ckin’ roll the dice, uh
Feelin’ pretty pent up when I’m swervin’ through the night, uh
Got a million b*tches and they tryna hit my line
And I really wanna hit ’em, I ain’t got no f*ckin’ time
Yeah, these stupid p*ssy b*tches finna switch up on a dime
Whether cash, whether women, they all f*ckin’ lose they mind
I just want some loyal brothers, makin’ money, tryna grind, but
Y’all just wanna talk, man, that sh*t’s so hard to find

[HAARPER]
No f*ckin’ with a leech, I don’t need no chemo
Buggin’ on my cleats, I’ma teach yo’ ego
Run around that track, tunnel vision turned black
Frontin’ with that money bag, but I see no C-note
Dolla-dolla bill when I spill that rum
Ino on my d*ck, I’ma feel that tongue
She gon’ make it split, she a meal no gum
Seal gonna rip when I rip my gun
Like knock-knock, talk that talk
You ain’t really ’bout it, now walk that walk
Chop-chop, off to that plank
Drop a motherf*cker like I’m off to that bank
Get ’em with that fish like Chrollo-Chrollo
Put ’em in a ditch by that dojo-dojo
Blinky everybody till it’s no show, no show
Shizuku on top with that mop in Kyoto
Artillery, stockin’ with my military
Stim got me all jittery
Leakin’ my lust for their misery
We gon’ break ya, take ya loot
Fantoms we that Phantom Troupe
Smack ’em with that magnum tool
Dancin’ while we clashin’ fools
I will work till five, I’m alive
Got da list where they hide
Where’s yo’ pride? Where’s yo’ tribe?
I don’t miss with that scribe
I run that heist, no disguise
They surmise, only lies
What you know about that glow
About my nen, about my life (F*ck)

[CORPSE]
They want that hype sh*t, when you hear this you upset, uh
This ain’t a party track you gon’ play out with your friends
Yeah, I got some f*ckin’ problems, we’re all f*cked in the end
When they f*ckin’ want me happy, I ain’t f*ckin’ play pretend

[HAARPER]
I do not miss with that two piece (Yuh)
Fly in that mist like I’m Bruce Lee
High with a b*tch another groupie
They gon’ die with that nine like a movie
Run it back, run it back, don’t lack
Got that gunna that put it all on that gat
Don’t stall I’ma smack, catch ’em all make ’em ash
Pokimane on my balls, pokeballs gon’ slap
Like knock-knock, talk that talk
You ain’t really ’bout it, now walk that walk
Chop-chop, off to that plank
Drop a motherf*cker like I’m off to that bank
Get ’em with that fish like Chrollo-Chrollo
Put ’em in a ditch by that dojo-dojo
Blinky everybody till it’s no show, no show
Shizuku on top with that mop in Kyoto

[CORPSE]
Couple things I regret, got some rope burn on my neck
They all f*ckin’ with me now, they ain’t f*ckin’ with me then
Every day, I’m in pain, f*ckin’ want this sh*t to end
Every day that I wake, I’m in f*ckin’ pain again