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Squid game ways
My ouija board
Got Jesus's face
No evil shall prevail
Even if I Summon A demon today
Walking in the valley of death
I am shadowed by

ordained we call him brother minister 
Wont start nothing but dont think he wont finish ya
Injury ya leave you identified by your dentals 
But still speak

I’m paid to spit it talking business 

Slicker than the oil that is owned by the Saudis
Cut so many bars thought I broke out the county
I could never

had sharpened to get your head impaled in it
Like a sword that was brought by the thought of Yog Sothoth
With these prophetic words that are combustible

Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Entourage and camouflage to come up
The worst behavior but motherfuckers don't love us

duck boy admit it in my stomach it is pitted all the untruths get fact checked by the critics while this acid reflux got me light on the citrus I'll take

this, my fourth album, you know I'm droppin' my fifth

Deliver breezes easy, rappers catchin' flu season
If i'm on keys, it's sick, the touch I got in

killing the game, and lately I've felt inadequate
So I took hip hop by the throat so I can have my own stab at it
I wish before sleep I could think about

count your weight
Make sure that what you pushing ain't what a few dollars make
Because by nine, ten, I'll be at the other window
Wired like a circuit

dash board
This shit is too fun swear I'm never getting bored
I just load a beat with my notes then record
If you Live by the gun I might die by

Ding dong on a outin', would've been a loss if we'd found him
Can't record need more points on the board, gang tape at first, then I gave them an album

Good evening ladies and gentlemen
I go by the name of Eldee the don
And I just wanna say thank you for buying the album
For supporting me through my

the album bro if you not hanging throw the towel in bro
Scratch all of that
Niggas ain’t playing they put too much fouls in bro
I came up hard
I came up poor

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Mula 
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Yea Yea 

Yea whose on my line
Whose on my line 
I'm

restart
Guess it’s back to the drawing board
Crushed my heart cuz you was bored
Left me waiting by the gorge
Knife in hand and a slip knot, sure
Fuck you

We gave the culture to vultures now they swarming us
They thought we died misinformed by the coroner
We alive and we flourishing
Tell these mumble

rhymes 
A year went by
I focused my thoughts on 
Jottin' life through the lens
Of someone who had fell 
But wouldn't lose a fight 
Regrouped and proved he

vision boards, holding the title
They lie from their teeth and their still deceiving
Whatever they speak I do not believe it
They claim that they reward

on board
Like newscasters I have to make my report
I don't mind if you take it by force
But please show some compassion of course or
These are things you

Demonic

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

(Intro)
You are vulnerable here I can not stop what is coming

Question three, who producing your album man
Scott Storch, Beat Bullies, Mannie Fresh, Cool & Dre
And the list goes on pimping I'm coming down,
hundred miles

abandoned
Left alone with less emotion
Now I'm locked up in the studio
Putting in these hours
Making albums up in France and all the proof was in the powder,

of bridges but I know that I can swim
I don't need nobody else
People tryna take my credit
I can do it by myself
Cuz I got it all embedded
In my mind
I'm

First things first fuck every single one of ya
Richer by the second c'mon throw that dirty money up
The world is cooking sunny up
Neighbors waving a gun