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scarecrow

Gotta frog ona log
I dont need no prologue

Yeah i got my stuff straight
We get there throught the interstate

Yeah diamonds on my bod call em

tough
Man that's some slight shit I'm trying to run it up
Rack's in the safe I'm talking blue hundreds
They wasn't looking at you when you ain't have no

talkin bout havin drank
But when i see em they dont have no drank
My niggas on the east havin rank
I got niggas from the the north like im drake
I got

to sleep on the floor cuz I ain’t have a couch
I ride around with a p in a pouch
I keep a Glock with a dick by my crotch
My niggas pack what I’m slacking

Hustlin’
Bustin’ my Ass 
Cause I’ had to take Action
Foot on the G.A.S
Watch me shoot rite Pass’ EM.


I’m the Type to go and get It 
You know that’s by any

Unless you assimilate you never considered great
Demonstrate speech from your birth place you can't race
Disgraced by false handshakes, these punk rap

Ain't nobody in the room high as me
All by myself but I'm seeing 3's
All em' say you wanna be like me
Michael Jordan Jackson Tyson
All em' say you wanna

I don't think I can call it seasonal anymore
Yet I notice it seems to hurt more when the leaves have hit the ground
Is it the weather
Is it

RAP DEVIL

Machine Gun Kelly

BINGE

2018

you're the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the scope (brra)
Don't have a heart attack now (no)
Somebody help your mans up (help)
Knees

telling me off, think it's high time
I'm finally gonna have you all hear my side

Yeah, yeah, I like to go by Highlighter
Spelled like that marker nobody

Save the Children

Sole

Bottle of Humans

2000

[Sole]
Thank God I never made it to Earth, what a happy place
how I long to be depressed, to be a grouch, get away

Yo, Yo Here I stand in the desert

Kobe's for action 
Don't really like to talk fashion but nigga had to have em
Now we relaxin 
Smokin outside the check cashin
Gelato wit the hash in 
We

Pandora, tell me what you got in the store for me
Tell me what you got in the hoard for me
Tell me what secrets do you keep

Crept out the cave, have

Like set a peasants fighting for no 
Cause Fighting for clout and money in your pouch
No care for others, don't yah think I can see 
Yas all grouch lay

your window
You could have your pussy back
Bend words into prison shanks
Where the term "mightier than
The sword" originates
It ain’t where you from
It's

I like to be left alone
Don't knock on my can I'm not home
I hate everyone that I meet
You better get off of my street

Won't let you in
You might be

grouch
Screen recline and, lay down like a fat man on a black couch
I'm as throwed as a toad on a Budweiser commercial
Wise-Wise Er-Er, look don't make me

like Anita (woo)
Got C-notes on the speaker (Gimmie that!)
I'll take it all, I'm stingy, I don't want a share (nah)
Steak out, I was watching, caught 'em

running by or don't catch me at all

to the shit show
This is the intro

I'm yelling bitch I'm back like I didn't just get here
I'm tryna get double of everything by next year
MV - dedicated MC

So what are you gonna do
Is you have to pick your weapon of choice
It's not easy but somebody's got to do it
Who said it wasn't easy
Give me that I

the tax man, or the crook

Either way I don’t play by the book

Making my own rules, to break doors 

When you play in my band we trade 5’s not 4’s

nowadays get hectic, lately been restless
Fuck it cop a necklace, ight yea
Woah sometimes I have doubts, was this shit for clout?
Ion know man, tuh hadda

you're the GOAT
But I'm The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the scope (brra)
Don't have a heart attack now (no)
Somebody help your mans up (help)
Knees