Lyrics:
Nigga let me drop what's the pop what's the radius of a circle
What's in your cup, what's miscellaneous simultaneously purple
I'm a drug, how you hook
exploded)
The pressure burst (the pressure burst)
I drop the wheel (I drop the wheel)
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
Heading for the worst
love my old hoes, new meaning for YOLO
All you niggas gon' learn today, I'm the teacher, I'm the tutor
Few Ray Allens couple cuties, and by Ray Allens
agony
All the suffering will be gone
So here I am
Poor balancer
To free you from your long suffering
Now your old blood
Drops from my hand
And I will
to fly by on my black Yamaha, that's winging
Some man do the crime and talk but that's singing
Not many man have been in the wars that I've been in
I
New Rome and her dome up on Capitol Hill
No one can fornicate with the whore the way that Baphomet will
Underneath the lion's rays and the phase
The wine has left a dark red blood stain on the floor
One more sip
One more sip
I'm better than this shit I fucking know I am
I can drop this shit today I
they do nothing
Drink every last drop of blood
A vampiric mirage
And you're stuck in the mud
The river of cells flowing
Biblical hell growing
Your body's
of golden rays
I know that you won't see the light of day
The trumpets sound alarm
And angry thunder screams
As fire falls from the sky
A dragon now takes
you talkin' stupid
I'll pull up on you, put a gun to your frame
And your main
In a drop top shop like Ray-Ray
I'm a Project Kid like DayDay
I'ma turn
I’m pork choppin’ all you roger blood klotz’
Sriachas and pastas that drove me crazy
I can’t even pronounce nothin’, pass the pur-plè hay-zee
I may be,
rebound and I block out
A no hitter Nigga nothings sweeter
Than the opposition when it drops out
Like Bama Duchie never clock out
Speeding by you better
the day when we was young, we was really at it
Gotta go get it by any means sleeping on the pallet
13 when Ray first showed me his lil automatic
Knew that
work I drop a Crab nigga with my Glock
And when 'em hollow points spits I make his heart stop
We Bloods is anybody killer when I'm watching my back
on the mic
You can see it on your back like a mirror
Shine up with your sparks
Line up all the visions, uh
Cruising on your thoughts like a Sea Ray
I've been
and birds fight over
Scored by silence
Spirits creep
Out of the secret nooks:
Scatter in the streets
Each one
Choosing his own
Beloved prey
Among the trees
can't kick it if you call me cuz bitch all my cousins blood
They threw shade but I shinned through the blinds nigga
Hustle and ambition told ma dukes i
my blood niggas whats bracking
Drop drop
Pussy ass nigga done went fed
Drop dead
He on the ground they pronounced dead
Drop dead
Im scratching them off
'm gon' kill for you (if I'm gon' kill for you)
Then I'll spill this blood for you, hey
Just in case my faith go
I live by my own law
I live by my own
day ones
Looking back like holy shit how far has Jay come
When I first dropped they looked at me like Jay dumb
And now I drop, and you can bet they run
can't touch us
Everything covered
With blood of Jesus
They know nothing
That we can do
Nothing they can
Do to us
Drop it for me
I steady give you
drop of blood has purpose not a drop will be unused
Ink for the book Decider flame of blue goes in his eyes
One after another ending their life by
ring coming
It's the blood of a champion, pumping
Deep inside my veins, too much pride to be running
I'ma get what I can and more, even if
My blood
in like Mysterio
Without the Ray
I drop the window
Bust a clip and then i drive away
But once i dip and that shit hit
I feel all kind of ways
My heart
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