Lyrics:
talk my shit
nigga think he hot but he not like this
European chick gave me a French kiss
Ass so fat when I hit it with a smack I done damn near fucked
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
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Caught between a sinister smoke screen and henchmen
Straightened his lapel ignited his cigarette
And shoved the knot of his tie
Glory in tragedy
If it Must Be I get done most definitely
Spitfire Divinity destroying negativity
My remedy for frenemy is death be the penalty
Slap
sealed and shining
With the true love knot
And who will cry for the death of the corn?
And who shall lie at the death of the corn?
Rise rise rise
Verse 1
French Montana:
I see death around the corner
Tryna survive, gettin' high in the city where the skinny niggaz die
I see death around
it into general experience - it distanced it, covered it up.
The most recent European mass death experience, World War II, provided such
of death, we can not save ourselves.
To breathe is not enough.
Yes sir, I Will.
When you woke this morning you looked so rocky-eyed,
Blue and white
Tab after tab, I be on that acid
I be, I be on that acid
Tab after tab, I be on that acid
When I die, just put money knots in my casket
Tab after
harm to the teeth
Both full of hate served on plates by the same chefs
Of death, feeding open wounds, open flames
Can't handle the truth
What they
time
I am cloaked Death Cloaked Death
I let the knot slip
Hanging from a dead tree
In the dark hills of Tucky
I let the knot slip
Hanging from a dead
put that shit on literally
I keep that shit on, no seriously
I keep it hood my bitch from the trench
But this European drip it from Italy
I can't even
of the crowd crazily bent
When my cats attack you got your knot split, aiyyo
I can't get enough of it
Either fuck with it, or don't fuck with it
Catch us
bro, pound for pound
This ain't the first time that I've found
My loss of death to be profound
But that doesn't mean it lost meaning
It was brutal, but
tearaway
Might turn up to an ashes
Jeffry Mcwild still smashers when the romp goes
Death knot credo ain't got no bitch
Death knot credo punks are the snitch
Europeans
Back-to-back like it's a re-run
White boys, dope boys, ballplayers, peons
Pull up in Europeans
Back-to-back like it's a re-run
My pull up game
break free, or I could wait for death
I am bound, caught, tied with a lover's knot
Bound, caught, tied with a lover's knot
I walked in, to that room
to the window, and who should be waiting there
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her
I’ve been up the river
I’m soaking
Love me or not
I love me a knot
I love me a yacht in the ocean
Yeah! Yeah!
Motor 2 Motor
They say that I’m rolling
I’m
clocks
Fill my pants with knots
Be 100 years til this shit stops
Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go
(Keep that weed smoke everywhere we go)
Keep that
You can't break me
Usta ride new shit but not none lately
Wassup nigga? still ride old schools?
84 cutlass with the European light fools
[Verse
sees the life children, are leaving because of European matters.
See the life children are leaving.
Mother. Father sees the life of children are leaving
'cause I'm one man
'Cause I'm a one-man death squad, one man death squad
I may be one man but I'm a death squad
One man death squad, one man death squad
one - the industry of death
Double knot, pulled tight
kick the chair, back slide
Under heaven's simple gaze
everything is man-made
Let me out of this
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