Lyrics:
away with me to my extreme
Leave behind all sins of reality
Oh don't you love to feel the touch
By an amazing ray of love
Simply the world become so numb
running, Saint
Rather die with the sinners than cry with the saints
Got my mind on the winter with my eye on the rays
Yeah, our days are full of those things
another way
Then I'm blind like that young nigga Ray (Ray Charles) Charles
Only thing she eat with me is my balls (my balls)
Bon appétit, she petite with
DNA
You get beat like Sugar Ray, TKO, O-H-H
I smoke O's, I sip Ace, I pop hoes, Xanies straight
I got P's, I got weight, I got keys, I got gates
I
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
Poppa
Skated through with the Ceasar Picadas
At high school got head by the lockers
Gassed the baddest girl in the class to show me her knockers
Following this trail of blood
These marching feet will never stop
This circle we've been walking in
Is leaving us with purple skin
1 2 3 4
Into
listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear
at the reflection of my foreign car by are & are
I stick my feet out, you know the bapes that's made of eel
You know the new checks with nigo face right on the heel
couldn't hide form myself
An' if I push my wig back, then I die by myself
'Cause it gets
Deeper an' deeper
With every move I make I'm fallin'
Deeper an'
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
arms are open wide
Forgiveness was bought with
The precious blood of Jesus Christ
cre you hurting and broken within?
Overwhelmed by the weight of your
Write it down in blood
You will find unmeasured moments on a trail lit by torches
Venturing into smog and surrounded by a thousand bitter eyes
Write it down in blood
You will find unmeasured moments on a trail lit by torches
Venturing into smog and surrounded by a thousand bitter eyes
now you see me, nigga, now you don't
Like Jamie Foxx actin' like Ray Charles
Sixteen in a clip, one in the chamber
17 Ward bully with seventeen
Chucky on fire, I don’t fuck with Child’s Play
Charles Lee Ray put his soul into Chucky
And then he died so I guess he really wasn’t lucky
He was covered
the shade
Me and young Gunna back at it again
We just left New York, double datin' with twins
I just bought a Wraith, I retired the Benz
I fired my
Green tops, boulders and bottles
Soldiers who follow leaders
You owed 'em dollars
Know that tommorrow you might not see it
Packs got knocked off by
killin' about mine (blaow)
Like Claude and Ray, cross the gunline (uh)
Nigga get packed up for cappin' out (pop 'em out)
Nigga pulled up with the straps
by twelve stage in the front room by the door
Spent five weeks with Dusty in the basement learning chords
Don’t let me down, Don’t let me down
I was
hypocrites do the opposite of what they teach
You've been paid for
At a price
You've been bought by blood
The precious blood of Christ
You've been bought by
am changed by Your love
The greatest love this world has ever seen
I've been bought with the price of Your blood
And now been washed perfectly clean
"Ray-Ray, is that yo' car?"
I seen MTV, I know who you are
You did "Takeover," do you got beef with Nas?
I did take over the game, brought back the soul
to a tape by slayer
Parked in a parking lot behind burger king
Eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the staple
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