The Thin Grey Line
$uicideboy$
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Back in the house with a '94 (You did good $lick) Grey, Grey Five Nine Grey, Grey Five Nine I-I-I feel like Princess Peach, rose gold on my Mercedes (uh) Rose gold on my bitch, lookin' like her name Mercedes (yeah, yeah) I need a hoe who down, one who'll ask, "What up ladies?" (what up?) Switched out the friendly smile but a face that reads "F*ck you pay me?" (Good to beam up, Scotty) I got rabies, I just overdosed off coke and dope, I know they hope I die (yeah, yeah) My back is achin' from holdin' the underground down ever since we dropped High Tide (sheesh) Standin' in my grave like I ain't 5'9 (GREY) One more minute 'til the hours done, I'll take my time Fake my pride It's really all about state of mind Reality reflected the state of your nervous system, listenin' in on your bitchin' It sounds like it belong in the kitchen, I ain't got time, nah $ui-suicide Made a whole culture that's based on dyin' (yeah) Another cult member showed up early just so they could wait in line Wetto in that TRX, higher then the upper deck The way she suck my dick, I'm rubberneckin' at her rubber neck (yeah) Christians holler, "What the heck?" I call me to cut my check Overdosin' off the dope and still ain't feelin' nothin' yet (good to beam up, Scotty) Glock 19 with the red dot beam F*ck rappin', when I'm shootin', I'm at my best Police come, take the AK out, aim that motherfucker straight right at his chest Talkin' about killin' got my dick gettin' hard Smoke got me paranoid, so I smoke some more When they bury me put the scripts in my jacket Hoes in my casket, think I need four (yeah, yeah, woah) Oh, oh, oh, walkin' this beat, face lookin' like ain't nothin' I ain't seen (woah, woah) Dogs in my lungs every time that I breath I'm a fiend for the war, I'ma breed what they can't be (woah, woah, woah, woah) Say what I mean, lie when I speak (woah, woah) If an opp die before we can meet (woah, woah) I'll catch them in hell and I'll send him to heaven (woah, woah) Not even his God can fuckin' protect him (woah, woah) Got bitches that love me that I don't remember (woah, woah) My gang members around me in every direction (woah, woah) It's $ui Grey, Grey Five Nine
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Written by: Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux
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