Lyrics:
in a hearse
You'd rather cast shade than stand in the light
You'd rather talk shit than stand and fight
You'd rather sit around and spew your hate
stand by love so if this don't enhance my buzz
And the fans die and my blood, the world is ran by thugs
That just want to bend my blood that runs with
dragged from the depths to air
Ever running blind and never reaching the end
Still we cast ourselves Into The Sea
Hanging on by a thread, but
run
Where do I hide
When the sun casts shade
Tell me what is it like
On the other side
I feel I'm wasting my time
by your grave
Tell me how to confide
dishonor if they act up by my door
Stripping for a tip on the trigger until I click the pole
Could give a fuck if they had enough come on and get some more
(Mueller)
Now the hair missing is not an embarrassing thing
Callin' any lion is the American dream like
I'm gonna blow a cone by the pool
Smoke up to many
and i clocked netflix
Now im watching re runs of egoli
I miss all the bra's, even the fake ones
My lock down bra's chandler and joey
They over charged
fastened tight around
A nigga back, he’s strapped in
You wanna know his name
You wanna know who asking
By the time you niggas sell out, he cast in
The ghetto
snipe you with the rifle and unlight your brain
It ain't a game, it's real niggaz with real guns
That still run, caught a box and pump ox by the millions
up shop and try to move somethin
And I'm talkin about kilo's and pounds
Fuck a desert eagle
I got shit that spit over 300 rounds
Can tell by
this not glee
Like avant my garde but balenci my B
Mmm, I'm like fuck you
I'm the one that you run to
Like when your bills are past due
I moved on bitch
the exit, indeed
You gotta know you're thoroughly
Respected by me
You get the keys to the Lexus with no driver
You got your own '96 somethin' to ride
And keep
"And now our 2019 Homecoming King is...
JOEY YOUNG."
I'm ready to run
I'm ready to thrive
I'm ready to see what's deep inside
Six feet under, is
do you founder at the glee that roars
thru open doors, broken, stiff, and brittle?
do you lurch in corners taunted by
the gyring mass whose rhythm
Glee
Just got off the phone was talking music with bro bro YZ
And why you talking shanking a man it's only hand to hand by me
I feel like Mario
his ride
3 years go by, I made a hell of a run
And that's when funky got done, a joey playing wit guns
And ?, karty was my man
And reggy, I wish
timeless
This should be fossilized
Y'all just lie, y'all just falsify, y'all should be ostracized
Y'all should not be allowed to run alongside my whip
Hill
Hotter than that TEC that he
Caught off a deal
Had to keep him safe, keep his body count nil
Crazy like that man Joey Bad
Back in South By, standing
With the work across the street and the gun in the stall
Soon as somethin happen niggaz want to run to the law
You know the code of the streets, never
found
The block a pillow of eternal rest
My headman cast me in a blissful swound
His axe cut my cares from cumbered breast
My feast of joy is but a dish
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah
Cocaine, dressed in all white
You fresh as me? Never in yo life
Run the check, or go and mind yo business
Can't even
in
His house by himself
He was talking hella shit
That boy run out his mouth
Only two niggas pulled up
With two hammers out
Now he's three outta luck
Akachi beats
Off the Henny, diamonds dancing with me
Money blue like we in Kansas City
I don't wanna hit ya weed it’s shitty
I'm in Cali smoking by
Have it your own way
Book marked by your life's disasters
The blind will lead the blind
Misfits happy ever after
Blow their tiny minds
What you got
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