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brings me company
They travel by my side
The eagle and the wolf
My only friends tonight
They follow me in full
The only souls out in this plain
As pure

Yeah yeah, listen 
Get high, Stay lo
I'm shy, never told
No lie, to a soul
So I ride, when I roll
Smoke smoke, red eyes
In disguise, plain clothes
Po

living hell is where you keep me
Telling white lies, I know the dark truth
Black spots in your soul and your heart too
Let darkness take control and embark

Fuck up the scene
RIP
Blood on my plain white t
Hey there Delilah I gotta ugly side you don't wanna see
If I was you I wouldn't trust me
If I was you

Stare in the eyez of my demise
Or be crucified under
Yeah the standard of lies
But underneath lies a coffin with body inside
I'm the devil in

she give average brain
And they got white people food yeah that shit plain
We fought For two months
Getting real drunk
Getting real fucked up
Getting

I wish a fuckboy would try me today
No body shots aim at his face
I got connections in multiple states 
Bitch you can run but there aint no escaping
I

home slow
On the tongue attached to this body
There's one plain need
To swallow everything that broke me
'Till I'm all shrapnel, pain and greed
'Till

kin
If you want the sloppy from a bitch with a body
Don’t get too cocky
Mean her in the lobby
Fuck on her punani
Give her your cock in a sock
Like she’s

very night

We divided his ashes to sprinkle out
On White Rock and Scarlet Oak
Abeline's upset 'cause the body's gone
But the cemetery's so expensive

over one by one, while brown and blue smoke seeps out of every orifice of their bodies. A foul metallic stench slowly pervades the area.

	The crowd is

fuck the gangsta bitches, preppy hoes
And all the plain jane's
It don't matter if you're
Black, white, red, or brown
Cause I got enough dick to
Spread

Cutter want the bodies just for nothin'
'Cause he be takin' Percocets, they make him feel like Chucky (ha)
Snort white girl (ha), like Buffy (ha)
Big

Went to the penn and did a bid, I'm plugged wit' the cartel
I get roadside assistance, they deliver the bales
Punted shit for hours, sister, bodies

worn by the jailers
Keepers of keys and haters of mailers who send me bills
To be shredded and thrown into inhalers
Of particles of parchment payment

the same 

You told me love me right and you won’t go
Feel like I’m walkin high on a tight rope
I’m just barely getting by on them high hopes
I’m just barley

come to light

What's done in the dark will come to light
I've been fighting just to find the light
Blinded by sin behind the lies
But Christ came in now

(Verse 1)
I'm what they call the death code slinger
Sneak into your layer with only a coat hanger
Tonight I'm a be the body part rearranger
Twist

basket. And
finally Oliver St John-Mollusc (G.C.), Harrow and the Guards, thought
by many to be this year's outstanding twit. Now they're moving up

I'm writing like this 
Been part hurt, in a small way
So I'm a bit dazed
And I'm pissed

You know why
I'll tell you should I?
When you're the nice guy

Run it off
Pick it up
Raise bars is the glass full
My repertoire by far got a gas tool
For a fire tune
Now where the body kit
Swing till i gotta hit

all part of the ritual
They hide it in plain sight, take a look at all the

your whole family
It's your decision
Three to the head, three to
The body for gang, they know wе did it
The charm twenty, but the Rolliе was plain
Cost

In the center of the darkness 
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
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