Dead Load
rottenlungz
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Spawned in the game on survival mode No tools, no money, no hope Dead Load (Load) Do it on my own Los gladly cut ya throat (Throat) Crawling out the shore Like I'm fucking Davey Jones (Jones) 20,000 acres in the yard on my wish (List) Wanna build a place we can all just escape (Bliss) I don't really got nothing to prove I been (This) I don't really got nothing to lose I don't got (Shit) But a bunch of diamonds And a couple gold chains It don't really mean shit boy I promise you this game Will try to convince you, yeah, that it's all the same I just want to give my lady my last name Cold as Nova Scotia Blowing out the doja In my room I work on raps I'm posted like a soldier Cold as Nova Scotia Blowing out the doja Cold as Nova Scotia Blowing out the doja In my room I work on raps I'm posted like a soldier Bitch I'm posted like a soldier Play with Los and it's over
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