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step wrong, and that ass is through

I wet em up
(Wet em up)

Sucker niggas get wet

I'm pluggin your mug full of slugs like a stone cold lunatic
Chumps
Eternally sounds the mighty waves,
A Triton's hymn round a rock-strewn grave,
The passing sigh for the bones that moulder,
Over the Nordic black
the street

Chopsticks like the China Palace
I ain't Master Roshi
Lionel Messi kick on a stick
I'll zap a goalie
Heart cold, Moncler be the jacket on me
You
leather
Ridin' to Cold Devil
You know this Draco heavy
Thousand dollar tools, thousand dollar shoes
Drakeo and Bambino got Margielas
That's 03 different
or make it out
This rap shit was just a fantasy
I had no energy for enemies
That's sympathy for family stone cold
If I'm lying where's my long nose
10 year
let me reload again, I'm stone cold
My face ain't got no emotion and
My foes know when I comes
To the beef I'm sub-zero
'Cause they're on a frozen ting
gettin nearer
Reeboks black bag, Odd Future era
Iller than cold beans spilled upon
Your fresh new fit
We bangin' in your ears with
Some fresh new shit
I'm
see me clown, muthafucka
Psychopathic Rydas dumpin'
Psychopathic Rydas hey
Psychopathic Rydas dumpin'
Psychopathic Rydas hey
We doing drive-bys
made, she'd hit by trade
Amassing kills, she proved her skills
Make your blood run cold 

I once saw texas at a bar
Sippin rye, with some apple pie
With
I still to listen to the ball game on a radio outside
Just like the way my daddy used to do
An old lawnchair, a cold beer and my son right by my side
Switcharoo that bitch, 
Then I fly her right back home

Which forgis to get,
Do I want black, or that chrome

Touch down like Emmit Smith
I caught the pack
something for
And you don't really do it
Fuck you wanna stand next to a nigga like me that really do it and you don't do it
Get the fuck from by me mane
Feel
devour the ropes strand by strand

Futile attempts to forgive myself pull me closer to the black hole

Trembling spilling water and blood from my mouth
Shampoo
Tailor made suit 
Rockin' Beatle Skin shoes

Lead feather cold fire inside out mercy kill 
Stupid smart what a tangled world on wheels
Wardrobes
cage|Boy, you shoulda seen me fly|I ain't into keeping still |And watching life go by|I've the whole world at my feet|I skip along to my own beat|That's just
underestimated
And now it rages like a cold sore on the lip of this dumb nation
Again we’ve slipped inside a pit of absolute despair
That’s where we live
I used
Black featured Harriet Tubman 
See cold niggas never needed to hide behind fire production
Me, I deliver the gold
No matter the track or the feature I'm
but I ain't trickin' on hoes (No!)
Ice cold with the murder game, my trigger done froze
Plottin' and schemin' on D-boys for their packs of snow
My sewn up lips
By your black fingertips
Cold entwined and evermore
Openings and closings
Something you can't, ever find
Vivid pumpkins grin in
the diamond`s cold black land, 
How soon I`d secure her by the kindness of my hands. 

So come all you little streamers that walk the meadows gay, 
Go write
me nasty 
Lower the smoke when I see the G's creepin' past me 
Duckin' a notch 
Bustin Dutches apart 
Love pussy wit pretty lips 
When you fuck it

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