Lyrics:
bringin' The terror that's lurkin
Death is for certain, your flesh Will be squirtin
Nights stalking when the skies Darken I'm batshit crazy, Gotham
Run up
Different world views
We have different world views
I feel that life is askew
You feel it too good to be true
And I know this is you
But I gotta be
the word in
But wait a couple years so they can make newer version
We got snakes and pedophiles in the congregation
So how you trust the words that these
And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is
I'm a beast
Not just on these beats
Certified crazy
Three version of me
Which one you aggravating
Fuck around and get decapitated
This is me when
completed
These things that Davinci never completed
We can look at all of these things and see
How do we create the most primitive versions of this
To create
Yo, life is hard, when people come to me and they tell me about their problems, all I do
Is reverse myself and say, no shit
People pass by, I don't
Shared trauma is not compatibility
They tried to wake us but we're sleeping now
Don't really ever wanna find out
What could be waiting on the other side
and all he could have been
Was proven by the troubled traitors hand
For what other death could wound the hearts of so many men
That was the president
tricked
Reminiscent of a younger version that was me
remedy was me
Mastermind worst case
I could get the ticket just by driving out the place
She was over
chase is checks get checked one time
I’ll pimp u hos pimp hand gone slide
The new rick James but them waves on swim little bitch gone run bring that ass
I'm the Alpha with no Omega
Beginning without the end so play the
Eye inside no extended version
Next episode be smooth as a Persian
Rhyme
to really believe
I know He got 99 problems to follow
And I am the one that decided to run
And even with all of my sin and my sorrow
He gave me the blood
begging
Who? That nigga right there?
Son he trust me watch this shit right here
We see why'all niggas in the back all treed out
Throw the heat out
Ready
begging
Who? That nigga right there?
Son he trust me watch this shit right here
We see why'all niggas in the back all treed out
Throw the heat out
Ready
how many fucks should I give
None
It's my race and I gat to run
Time flies by when you're having fun
How many life I get
One
So how many fucks should I
Made up stories of threesomes, they must just be seeing double
Run for cover, here comes trouble
My heart is growing cold so I gotta sleep with warmer
When you play with danger
It's anybody's game
Only makes it major
Towns are run by
Fearless teenagers
Who jump the Police n'
Beat the streets saviour
know you're all weaklings
You're the weak links
In a system built by a man who doesn't know what he thinks
Cause he's plottin our demise in eventuality
thing but fuck a bitch
Trying to get it by all means
I'm on my shit
Get a whiff of New York scene
If I meet the right mexican
Get it for fourteen and he
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities; the punishment that brings us peace was upon him, and by his stripes we
obsessive
How I’m driven by the fact that no one invested
The no one has mentioned
I’m at everybody’s neck til I show what revenge is
Dub 3 straight
to lose to risk a touch up
Gifting luck up is tragic strategy
Jewels ta pigs, being struck up, by a down strike
Early outs for pride don't help the bruh
is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star,
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