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Prada Rose

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Poison in my pain
Kill the cobras in your veins
GOD the gang
Please don’t say the name in vain
To be about the bread
You gotta go against the grain
Cause when you count as many losses
You appreciate the gain
F*ck you sayin
It’s the prince of saiyins
Smoking purple rain
Raw as Caine
Lighting up this flame
This that new butane
Pack of wolves
Alpha and Omega
I’m the sharpest fang
Too deranged
Wait no I’m untamed
In my own domain
Baddest bitch
Pussy picture perfect
Beat it out the frame
Taking aim
Nigga this is rage
You just out yo range
Out yo league
Tell me what you see
Blood up on the leaves
Hard to breathe
Why ya hands up
Bitch I’d rather squeeze
In Tune
Moving like smooth criminal
Now it’s f*ck the law
Please don’t get involved
Walk up in the spot
Like who is y’all
Nigga f*ck em all
It’s the lord
Shittin on these niggas
Just to piss em off
That’s what I’m on
Hang on every letter
When your word is bond
I’m so beyond
Way too many sharks
Swimming in tiny ponds
Take this liquor
Straight to the chest
You just another pawn
I just lay my head on her chest
Life really wants me gone
She only just a bitch when she stressed
I f*ck her in the zone
They did me wrong
Ain’t no more hate
I rather wish em well
Niggas rather wait for their dreams
To rise outta wishing well
I can see the stars and my moon
They really wish I’d fail
They heart is frail
GOD witness flow
I just give em hell
Rolling dolo
Niggas is twisted
They double cross ya back
Everybody biting a style
You chose to floss like that
I ain’t been this high in awhile
The top is where it’s at
Who you know
That came from the ground
And shifted through the cracks
Thoughts and opinions
Facts you forgot to mention
You forgot the mission
It’s clear what you all been missing
Little too much bitchin
And not enough of ambition
Scriptures got you scripted
What’s real
I fit the description
Brought up by a code
Niggas talk in different encryptions
I
Must be getting old
Cause the game
Need some supervision
Sonnin rappers
Getting high
And then I fucking eclipse em
From a hobby
To it’s meant to be
Rappers playing make believe
Life ain’t like a movie
Please don’t make a scene
They cover up like maybellene
This life you can’t make up
It’s what it made of me
Too much on my mind
F*ck what you think of me
Thankfully
I can move through a crisis
Living but feeling lifeless
It’s kill em all with no license
Or pay ya dues
F*ck the prices
Plenty fish in the sea
I might fall in love with a Pisces
Turned a saint to a savage
The flow is always the nicest
F*ck you mean
Check the pocket seams
Shit ain’t what it seems
It get graphic
If I draw the line
Please don’t get between
My reflection
Had a face to face
Now we back to back
Rose through the concrete
Every petal black on black
In Tune
Yea
No this ain’t what they wanted
But I swear that it’s the truth
Wait
Nah this ain’t what they wanted
I swear to god that it’s all true
Yea
Nah this ain’t what ya wanted
Said you boys don’t know the truth
Wait
No I know what they wanted
Yea
Yea
I swear to god that I’m In Tune
Oh yea
Aye ain’t this what ya wanted
Said you boys don’t know the truth
Yea I know what they wanted
I swear to god that I’m In Tune
Oh yea
Nah ain’t this what ya wanted
Said you boys don’t know the truth
Yea I know what they wanted
I swear to god that I’m In Tune
Oh yea

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