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she says I'm bad
She says I'm bad
She says I'm bad
But I ain't gotta shoot
Well ever since you...
(Drop dead!)
Girl you get your money by yourself
Think

beefin wit no clowns
I am on a mission to double 100 thou
Pull up in ghost just to silence the crowd
Patek on my wrists yeah I spent a couple thou
But I

Sheesh
Aye aye, yeah yeah, aye
Yeah yeah, aye
Girl I’m by myself (Yeah)
I don’t want your help (No)
I might hang myself yeah
By/Buy a Gucci belt (Hey

the choice was never mine
If it was would be through by now
But I'm still here somehow
Stand up and take a bow
It all stops when the penny drops
Living ghoul,

Yeah, motherfucker I'm back from the dead
Driving like a bat out of hell in a red
Caprice classic, I spit acid
I don't rap ringtones, I flow classics

she's dead
Got a lot of problems and she's lost in the head
So am I feel alive when I'm laying by your side
When I'm low when I'm high baby hold me tight

to the morgue got you cremated gave your ash to the buzzards and they regurgitate it

Trial by fire hung jury dead witness
Stay away from me because I am

up at 3 am
And I don't get the meaning of our love sometime, I know
Even though you hit me up the next day, you gon' go and ghost.
I'm so sorry for

I'm sorry for your loss
It's somebody dead in the car and it's probably one of yours
The writing all across the window in the walls
Whether it was

bust quick
She steady keep saying she want all the dick
Don't act like you don't know that I am the shit
When I get the Ghost man you know I'll skrt

Am I throwing you off?
Nope
Didn't think so

How you doing, young lady?
That feeling that you giving really drives me crazy
You're dope have

shining like a chandelier
We like glass & water baby girl i love so clear
When you listen to this song I'll be famous by next year
Man she 21 years old

from my soul
When I'm fighting for my homies, man it never gets old

Baby why you running?
All these other girls nothing
Better watch where you look

from taking all souls out when I roll out I am preaching eternal life
Woulda thought that my name is snipes by the way I that I draw this blade my sword

to confide in
Or would my dead body be
Found by a railway siding?
Where I've been murdered by a
Man with a beard
Murdered by a man with a beard
They put porno

Drop Dead

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

cocksucker mights be evil, but he am a prince! now he be talkin' de vernak-luh, I's findin' it consid'rubly mo' cornvemient to in- demnify wit his

all these pills so I can stay fucking dead
Bitches be hating cause I say shit straight
They can fuck off
I ain't got a soul mate
I stay dead so I don't

Talk about girls that love me? (Please)
Talk about money and fame?
Talk about... nah

Man I think I'm high on the Holy Ghost (Holy Ghost)
Me and my team

Cyber dreams of blowing out my mind
I'm hurt, cocain make you dead inside

Ghost in the shell of blinding lights
Almost had a peep into the other side

of ghosts and ghouls
But I'm afraid of losing you

Oh, I don't ever want to let you go
Oh, I'll hold on 'til I'm dead & gone

I am not frightened by ghosts

a sceptic
Even when acting in front of a congregation
And now I've found a job but not a career
Surrounded by the real world, living in fear
Everyone's

you're offended by this shit
I'm saying "Good, fuck you"

Tsk, I'm just playing
Really no, I'm serious, I'm not
(I'm dead-ass serious, I swear) I

you in Christian Dior 
Can’t disappear in a ghost 
Middle finger adios

You know I’m  lit 
You know i fuck 
You know i get it 
Collecting dubs 
All In

Fresh off the Garden picked by my mama
You rappers getting rotten you need some manure
I dont wear designer clothes Im comfy in Pyjamas
I dont really