Lyrics:
RUST (music and lyrics: Martin SweetGabriel Keyes) Blazing though the desert sand
Under blood-red skies
The world has lost its fight
With those
and then prey?
Pulled into an alley, he picks my pockets clean
Trembling, red vision, anger rising
I grip him by the neck and squeeze his windpipe
can't climb
Diamonds like the starlight
Hittin' like a starry night
Any time I pass by
They don't see the car type
All they see is car lights
Love
stupid Ed
They got him by his nakes ass
Hey, Ed you'll be dead!!!
If you jump into my bed!!!
You fucker!!! [x4]
So shine, you son of the bitch
I want
to the state pen
He was caught in the fire, blocked in the holler and outnumbered by ten
Now the river runs slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old
the trap, like T.I. or Jeezy
Claim to be a O.G., like Snoop Dogg or Eazy
Knowing you went to Cali, won't say no names
Had a pretty red fitted hat, he
Just when you think you've been forgotten
There's a letter at your door
Your face turned red when you thought I would call
And you say, the mailman
Dear Diary,
Mood- apathetic
My life is spiraling downwards
I couldn't get enough money to go to the blood red romance
and suffocate me dry
1-2-3-4 I don't like you!
Get out on the job in the morning
Time is draggin' by real slow
( ? )
Boss is keepin' me on the go
Sick of that routine
by the river
Didn't you know
A cement bag's dropping down
Well that cement's
Just for the weight dear
Five will get you ten
Mackie's back in town
the trap, like T.I. or Jeezy
Claim to be a O.G., like Snoop Dogg or Eazy
Knowing you went to Cali, won't say no names
Had a pretty red fitted hat, he
niggas it's me again
It's me again
I used to pray my dad's
Mom would always stay around
It's long ten years since we laid it down
Sometimes I pass by her
Ay CZR, you did a mazza still like, like
My fiend say I got top gear like F1
Blue Moncler or my red one
Bro let it beat like M1
Pray for a redrum
panes
And two pints on a single tray
The ten bells full of runaways
Just for Christmas Eve
'Til it's time (it's time)
For goodbye (goodbye)
And we
on the freeze
You would think her legs don't work, she's always on her knees
You would think I had no friends, I was always with the fiends
Ten, fifty, then
takes to feel just the little things
Trapped inside my head
I'm hanging by your thread
Deadweight (all you do is)
Break me (leave me feeling)
an Kopf Doppel Mord Walter
Kopfschuss, Drive-By bei Nacht aus Maybach
Jeyjo hält Fit scheiß auf Schlafen ich bleib wach
Es ist wichtig dass ich immer was
sleep)
And I'll slide by myself, but you out slidin' 'til you deep
Ayy, how many of them niggas dead? I can't even count no more (I can't even count no
when you're dropping by
It's like a freefall from the sky and I'm feeling alive
When I trip the chute, you that baby I'm just tryin' to survive
If her
women
Ain't no gold up in yo pot then keep it pushing, you ain't pulling
If you ain't got no red key, boy she green and you ain't swerving
That's another
And the red brick cottage where I was born
Is the empty shell of a holiday home
Most of the year there's no-one there
The village is dead and they don't care
gotta shine - hey
Dreams over fears
Let your worries all disappear
Cuz we’re all that we got
If we lean on each other
Then we got a shot, ay
We gotta
bout it
We could start by putting in
and gettin nothin out it
Read apartment bulletins
A nigga gettin outted
Took ten thousand hours
Ask me if we finally
a gear
It's clear I'm striking fear when I appear tear apart the foes who near
Everything apart of me is armored audibly
Down to my heart and arteries are
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