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weird judas became a angel 

Degrees n lip professing -Keep it real is just statement 

Y’all looking 4 Neo he architected by Satan 

They Vs came with

adding up,(yeah) its like we still ain’t had enough, (yeah)
If corona don’t kill’em then these jits bag’em up, (bag’em)
N if the Jits don’t do then

tides with the moon, Abysser do what he do.

I’m takin shores back, Medusa head n all that. A plague upon the mortals here to talk smack with jaws slack.

Whatchu say?
So you're a warrior
Talkin' bout untouchable
The big gun on the keyboard, of course
You can't surprise me
Keep playing those keys
What's

kobolds strikes like lightning
I'm striving - mind bending time alone rhyming
Yall clones providing - the same lame-brained bars slimey
My power is climbing

for fun
My bitch got me
She pass me the gun
Like what
Yall niggas pussy n bums
(Brokey)
Let's just keep it a buck
He running down
Throw a shot to his

think you got a pistol
Even at home got a pack a gun
Army of one I want it all or none
Weight of the world feels like a ton
They conjure your soul go call

phone rings
Calls always get answered lemme clear it
I don't fuck with anyone
And I never been shot by any gun
Why's he capping on tracks like his
Jewels

telling ha shit
Ain't listening bub
Get it how she live
Give and receive
By any means
Only seeing green
No twista
Baby my tongue got Automatic licks
Dont

Ride'n all alone___ cuz my money all gone
I got a bad red bone_ Nick name love Jones
She love the bone__ she holds the bone__ blow it like

the cru
Mobbin heavy hope we ain't gotta bring guns out 
So if you wit it meet us at the zoo
Where we all gettin money don't give a F**k now
Ballin like

No noise keep shut
Wob3 y3 rushing a gye gun shot
Nigga with the swag
Gyal dem sugar fuck dat chase bag
Mi a don manna ruller
Street boi I'm all

It's been a lot on my mind
Knowing I don't want you alive
Keepin it real I have a list of how I want to kill
I have a lot to reveal
Open, shut
Casket

a nigga suppose to
But I won't fall like most do
Livin' too fast you gone die young
Live by the gun or a fly tongue
Wichita Kansas where I come from
Once

Ain't too many big bros 

The first nigga trying be one hunnid first nigga get a hunnid years 
If you turned on by this life just know this shit come with

to Booyakasha, no Ali G

Pick a pussy up, then body slam 'em
You the type to go and get a gun? Fuck that, get a knuckle sandwich
I love Netflix and Chill, 'cause

The sun is rising on the east coast
Ive got my eyeballs running by the news aint funny
Shure they been having all the list done
With a pakage full

the rich
The world is fucking doomed
My first investment was a glorious tomb
Crypt full of hash I'll see you soon
Cause I'm dying of laughter and drownin in

kare hesitate
Hogaye stun
Point me a gun for a fun, you be done forever
Im trained by the master sensei

Acquiring the heights no offensive
They be

help yo Hygiene
Have yo sis bite me
Like why she
All up in my business tryn sight see
I'm Taken, Slightly
Ain't sucking don't Write me(nah)
Are you

the type to even play the playoffs
Homie coming back
These words can take off
Here's my middle finger Fuck yall who break off
1 by 1 crossing out the bitch

sounds like stress
I know a few better things to do
Rock’n’Roll

You’re crabby
Wanna fight
Just mosh to my song
Drop all your grief

That’s liberation

N I don't give a fuck
Pull up to the fuckin function
Wit the tommy gun
I'm in the pit talkin shit
Then I light it up
I'm the grave gettin laid
She

You can't deny it, gotta admire it, aint nobody slide like me
No one down to ride like me
Pussy can't hide from me
My ambitions as a trappa nigga,