Lyrics:
when I tell you dog
I'm in your crawlspace (crawlspace)
You're in front of my house and you know that's wack
Bite my rhymes with a scanner from
say
When I was a little child
mama said to me hold your God tight
And made him close
O yeah o yeah
That's whom you're
My king and Lord
I just want
Death is My Friend
Locked in a soul of suffering all alone, with not a brethren in sight.
I find myself as the lone wolf, who roams at night .
Drowning myself in gasoline
Burning down the house with gasoline
Filling up my cup, yuh, fuck a lean
I'ma kill myself with gasoline
Drowning myself
to even try and change my mind
So I hate you more than anything, I need you out my life
It will fade away by day by day but stuck in back of mind
I need
little boy was very sick
So I kneeled by his bed
And he spoke to me in a soft but frayed
voice
He said Santa
My name is Bobby
And I'm five years old
I'm
the walking dead
Dead right on my feet
I like to put on my pajama and go to bed
But no one in the house would eat
If I go to work
I have to makeup my
Oh, hi there, welcome
This is a little place that we like to call
Suburbia, where the flowers bloom early, the
Houses two stories up drown in
I'm sinning but before I eat it I'll say my grace in it (What)
Annie, girl, let's play house
And you can show me what that's 'bout
Girl, nobody beat
the game now by half time
I want to roll with my little team
Hit the scene I'm a buy out the krispy kreme
A big hug plus a cup full of listerine
To every
north and the south
Inspire a whole crowd of geniuses out
But I'm still the master in this house nigga
Gimme „now“ and no „later“
I like my shit together
a nigga over in the Rolls if he in the way
I'm loaded, racked up loaded
Back up nigga, I'm way too frozen
Hundred pill rolling bet she love me by
I was told by me years ago
There's a place to rest my mind
It's magic, you know...
In a doorway of a tiny house
In the land of lavender wilds
This is where we dropped off the prettiest little girl
Same grade as me
Tried to kiss her once in the aisle of the bus
And she walked right over
ever been in love?
Well well well
Have you ever been in love?
Well well well
She was 5 foot 4 from the floor
Prettiest little thing I've seen
homophobe to death
Their karma is set
I'm going to discriminate and throw hate against the white men
Because that's the writing
In my culture
Men no longer
the more they come crowding in.
It's just little things at first, my son, then, as we grow older
Our troubles grow much bigger too and sometimes, they
niggas they not sorry till you find out
Brazy how my dawg folded when 12 came up in his house
This goofy got caught up once and now he turned Mickey Mouse
Amendment!")
("Black men get the right to vote!")
("A citizens right to vote shall not be denied or abridged in the United States or by any state on account
bitches, they my real niggas
It's like working four jobs not to kill niggas
My little niggas love to ride by and spill niggas
If y'all fell out over some
chain with some rocks on my wrist
Let 'em hate yeah I know I got 'em pissed
I'm doin' my thang move 'em in
Move 'em in move 'em out
Move 'em out
Money
feet)
(I got this, keys like a locksmith)
Sleep Doggy Dogg in the motherfuckin' house
Lo Key in the motherfuckin' house
Sleepy in the motherfuckin'
a few men to live off
In luxury off the starvation
Of thousands upon thousands
I mean, maybe the best way to explain
Why that process happens in the
World
knee caps
Know we seen the same things
So lemme recap
Started with a fire down under
Creatures by the billion misplaced
Then commanders in Iran got
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