Lyrics:
looking for the death, give me some love and drive me crazy
Listen to my voice and drive me crazy
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I can seek all the love away
I can
the locks
So before I slay this bitch mwah give Luke a kiss
Gotta wake up Labour Day to this (the fuck)
Been rich-shamed by some prick using my name for
In case you missed it, rip off my dick and let you kiss it
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Death of a hippie, but I'll be back in a jiffy
I'm
I'll finish them quick like a nigga just received a death sentence
You failed to convince me of your innocence so I'm militant
That's the choice I
a gun on you,
God damn I love the feelin
Rockin out every single time
I walk start to shake the ground
Bugs flying I find it out
Get in my turf I shoot
Death is calling every damn day yet to pick the call
When I cock the gun the opps dem run
I'm raging like burna boy will kill dem all
No one will witness
sleep
But you claim that you woken?
Sleep the cousin to death
Yo sleep I don’t miss you
Couldn’t trust the process
I had trust issues
Homies killed by
chosen by some racists
I'm in the yo, with a bottle of some clear shit
You don't know the truth, you just hear shit
Homie's on a Learjet, upgrade from
found me
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for
One little kiss and Felina, goodbye
remember
That Chace told ya
The nation is infected by LA gang culture
I’m an all-game reporter live from the center
Where respected as an artist
L.A. ain't changed
Niggas still player hating, but Dre ain't changed
I'm just a lot smarter now
'Cause these niggas is banging ten times harder now
I'm in Vermont getting chauffeured by a white bitch
Moving bundles for me, I got abundance on me
The snub of 40, a false Gov to call me
Sean, Jake,
bronze
I'm legendary
And tomorrow will come and you'll see me through the sun
Evil lurks in the dark, stick by yourself
I fight to death, this world
envieux
Ils s’la donnent a fond mais les negro sont weak
Et j’aime trop les big gun comme John Wick
Quant on arrive la soirée devient amazin
Elle sait meme
they try to take me
I heard gun shots rang, his bullet's got my name
I ain't see 'em take aim, I dreamt this day came
'Cause I stood in the face
about death Leaving me out of breath
I gotta step to the stairway to heaven, it started on 87
Barack was playing sermons by the Reverend Clay Evans
I
by the hour.
They're lovers of death the fucking creeps,
Screwing our earth, as our earth weeps.
Iron ladies and steel men
Waiting for their
shine
Lion no fit survive for sea
Fish no fit survive for bush
Ashawo no dey demand for kiss
Hustle for the money remember the peace
Xexeame
A creature, monster, like the Loch Ness
I gets hotter by the tock, before I sizzle to death
I just tell the clock, "Gimme a sec"
In the middle of the war,
a doc, yes
A creature, monster, like the Loch Ness
I gets hotter by the tock
Before I sizzle to death
I just tell the clock, "Gimme a sec"
In the middle
blades on my wrists
As I blow myself a death kiss
Like bullet holes in my chest
I was hoping you could fill the rest
Derezzed From Time
Derezzed From Time
that did it, expenses we spend it
Big faces explosive guns we smash out dunns
IM three coming through make way what you wanna do
Choose the fifth
moments of silence after death's kiss
Is applied with a flick of the wrist
The click of the stick hear around the globe
The reverberation's endless
As I
the days and be real
The days of boys and rappers
Soul snatchers, gun clappers, and bloodsucking crackers
The body catchers who keep their weapons
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