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My bank takai (高い) let me try to go flank Position on the pole where you try to get a name Yo money John Doe I don't even see a thing Must be a dark room somebody taking blame Dead-ass / Dead-eye I don't even gotta even aim. Look at these lies sold Everyone get to spraying get to jamming so entranced I know Dudes that buy poles bipolar armed way more than a soldier Didn't need a background check got it in the pavement As a child he just played with the sticks Coulda been drummer… still is a drummer 100 round summer. Moms really wonder where did the son get the hunger? To drill all these bodies to drain widda plunger And you could have been electric Now he handing out exits some really shocking Giving all static Saturday mornings especially tragic The Friday before he was looking for traffic Caught him a trapping nah This is a crab in the barrel wit his own barrel… Mama done raised a new hell in the ghetto Your time chisai (小さい) when you come across mane Side-note he flying little angels and wings. This youngin' 15 wit a license to kill It'd be one thing if it's over the bills But it's deeper than that… Menacing He so focused to put bullets in On the news he made bulletins Pursuing accelerants. Look at this edifice Made up of bodies it's stacked to a precipice All of these stones now got an etch in it Boy done sold community souls Always on green and ready to go His mental need help and it really do show They diagnosed him said he'd be cool when he older Not knowing niggas is polar He's quite easily the wreck type A demon in the next life What's there to being civil? Dracula he just love the blood a little and the low light He active and he will strike The young tyke Young blood showing his tail When he start waving Sound of the rattle Glowing in rage with headless encounters Animalistic He love a ballistic If he lost life he never would miss it Family love he don't feel nothing Only feel good when Ill will hunting Signs of remorse just not in the budget Way too many fucking reasons Everybody now is Caesar Many backs get stabbed at And that make fam go clap back Cycle ends when hm never that Swear they double dared by the red line Facts indeed f*ck a job OGs told them to squeeze rinse and repeat Who going take the blame The young wild and free He a killer relentless F*ck cheese for the thrill alone Turn a bro to a opp to a foe Leave 'em drenched like they running out the pool But when he pull he do it broad day f*ck walking pigeon toed Stay close to the pole he a winter soldier Ice in his vein learned from the snakes Now he invade the wolves Clapping at the pack Stand back A killer don't care bout nada Don't do no talkin he quick to chalk em Rudy tabootie put life to a coffin This type of shit happen often Seems like the feds hired enforcements But ain't no endorsements Only thing paid is life ain't no refunds for the losses Chalking Life so Steve Austin
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