To The Grave (feat. PE$O PETE)
BL8KE G
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Bitch you better run for the hills when I come through We are gonna hunt you down that's a must do You are trapped all alone until it's us two Say you want me dead so I'm boutta make it come true Turn this shit to a kamikaze Punch you in the lip if you're tryna stop With the team we are dressed like an armored robbery Steel set in stone, not talking Skarmory ok Motherfuckers getting out of line Took em and I stuck em and I put em in the ground Put em in a hearse and I stick em in the dirt So deep that they're gonna get chills in their spine Eugh, ok Boutta snap go insane How I not make it when I spit raw flames? Don't walk in my trap when I'm pissed off man Brain is ticking like a clock or a jigsaw game, lets go Dead, no respect, and I hate all of you Triple x on my head, so I'll tell you what I'll do I will take it to the grave Take it to the grave Take it to the grave Take it to the grave They would think I'm a crazy martyr When they see the ways that I slay and slaughter Put you in a cage like a rabies dog Cause I just wanna see your face when you face the monster Hang it up what they're telling me You ain't nothing but an enemy Not a friend of me, kiss ass like a human centipede Through you to the side I don't waste energy On a stupid little kid tryna piss on my grave All they do is talk it is twisting my name Blah blah blah it will cause a migraine Black airforce you are catching my fade Snatching my brain wouldn't happen if you wanna What is my name? Put me in a grave to die all alone End of the day I'll still be bad to the bone Dead, no respect, and I hate all of you Triple x on my head, so I'll tell you what I'll do I will take it to the grave Take it to the grave Take it to the grave Take it to the grave With the sword and the sheath in a way that he coming back Feeling nice and easy when he sick for the thunder clap Light move fast in a field I'm a running back F*ck moving past, if you fold imma run it back, yeah You ain't never really want no smoke with a big dog like me Run it by PE$O man the glock don't like you Then it don't like him, man it's finna bite him Choppa started barking man I'm on that Got a problem homie man we on that Mortal mortal kombat I bomb that, they be lying better stop that I ain't tripping over bitches I'm just really on my mission If I stack all my money I might trip on the ridges Got a problem here the digits like Too sick with it got em asking what the symptoms like Wax in my lungs and it got me feeling energized Heart stone cold so my feelings is immortalized Vert in the whip bro I'm going through the portal fried If I don't get my god damn plug he'll get posterized Send us with the glick one shot he get pulverized Run up in his crib straight that's a poker blind Big homie pull up in a mask he got joker's knife Imma stack my motherfucking green till' I poltergeist Bitch
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