Lyrics:
and sacrifices.
Cheap tricks, cheaper devices. What did you know? What did you care?
What did you know? What did you care?
Holding the vision, but losing our
tricks
She's made her mind up when she leaves you behind
Hidden in the lean to mute the feeling inside
You know hoes familiar with that blow and cheap
realized that You're the one (that's)
Eb#4 Cheap tricks plague the promised land,
D Carrying guns and hurting some
Eb#4 words so false they fall out quick
D
it’s like to cling to a spark
and it’s hard to live alone
when you’re Afraid Of The Dark
This world is insane a flickering flame
moving yet going
might happen that's it,
I work above the average but talk is really cheap and I have spoken plenty,
Consequences of my words have costed pretty pennies
"What you sayin'? You ain't buy nothing for us"
I didn't buy nothing of course, ya bitches is whores (please)
What, I look like support? Me, trick
the moment
Oh shit bruh it's lit
Close your eyes and you start floating
Oh shit bruh it's lit
Let me live for the moment
GO
Bic la flame
Bic la flame (Woop!)
"What you sayin'? You ain't buy nothing for us"
I didn't buy nothing of course, ya bitches is whores (please)
What, I look like support? Me, trick
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
with my flame you gon' need a bigger wick
TAG come with the sauce
Learned it from the boss
Yo it changed my life live or die by the cross
Lord you know
friend)
Verse 2:
Roll in flame on this ramp of death, boy your wheels are on fire
Trick by trick, brick by brick I riding a fucking 50/50 (With
with the trick
Years pass by, now you stuck with the trick
Fighting more and more now you're fed up with the trick
But you knew that was a [ho] when
When he was a kid he was fitted with a bib
By a momma on the daily had a Nigga well fed
All she ever did, tell him, "Use your head"
Think before you
the type that had to live and breathe it
So what you know about sacrifice, please
You don't know what we've given
Plagued by satan for my pen and the demonic
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
a crossdresser now/
Tell me fag, how u gon' take the pressure now/
We got the LIVE up in the hive type shit/
Ain't none o' ya'll matchin' Persona type wit/
Only
Recently, been scrolling through my feed
Many stories, it's hard to find relief
c call to action, thumbs or should I speak
Emojis, the flame we
just know that Hell is cheap
There ain't no second chance, you'll go there and weep
You'll see the walking dead, nothing like trick or treat
What ever
(yeah)
I live by the word until I die by your sword
Even when I'm dead my head will live inside your RCA cords
I wait for the right time, but it
beefin’ for
Talk is cheap, read and weep, where you at boy?
Try’na live real life like a frat boy
Comin’ to Denver searching for closure and a new spot
Only
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
Pa-hoo-hoo-hoo
Live from the graveyard
I don't wanna be your man, bitch (fuck that)
You crazy
You heard that shit, nigga (I don't wanna be your
Pa-hoo-hoo-hoo
Live from the graveyard
I don't wanna be your man, bitch (fuck that)
You crazy
You heard that shit, nigga (I don't wanna be your
a beautiful liar
Well give me the ugly truth
All of these bridges I'm setting on fire
Sparking the flame that I spit in the stu'
Live in this booth having
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