Lyrics:
you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You ain't mean to murk him, your gun's a virgin
Streets are full of them, read the bulletin
Accident
you killed on purpose
Liars brag, you put work in
You ain't mean to murk him
Your gun's a virgin
Streets are full of em
Read the bulletin
Accident
like to thank all, all the wonderful folks, and I'd like to thank you, too." ELVIS
"Three young singers were killed today in the crash of a light
we flying yeah
Bangthela nge petrol bazam ukungshisa
Abaz ukhith bagcwalisa that's why ngispeeda
Jehovah is my safety belt guaranteed no accidents
an accident
This is my own haunted mind in a sense
My mind is so twisted don't need to admit it
The fact that I went and just killed like two innocents
Smiling
So I felt like the biggest asshole
Felt like the biggest asshole
When I killed your rock and roll
Mow down the sexy people
Every time I look in
So I felt like the biggest asshole
Felt like the biggest asshole
When I killed your rock and roll
Mow down the sexy people
Every time I look in
they like or loathe me
Why you think I'm bringing a ninja from the grave?
Cause I killed some Uchihas by accident the other day
Didn't want to start
So I felt like the biggest asshole
(Felt like the biggest asshole)
When I killed your rock 'n' roll
(Mow down the sexy people)
Every time I look in
Listen here, you gotta believe me
When I say it was an accident I mean it
Now dammit, just free me!
I’m behind these bars, but I can still drop all
the nose when flying to aim
Or consider curvature when constructing things
Is absolutely true and when I saw the experiments myself it clicked in my brain
I'm on a bus with a street car's name
My desire is not the same
I can't get off, no, I can't return
This is the midst of my spin
Accidents happen in
an accident
Yeah we back again, Yeah we back again
I hope yall haters been practicing
Cause we bout to crash the game like an accident
You killed this one
We
and walked away like his shit never stank
Even Benson couldn't save us
We were naked in an alley in East Burbank
It was an accident, I swear
I just wanted
need me i close off my life
I'm flying a kite
I look in the sky
They minding their business so I'm minding mine
I'm driving my car and im looking for
With everything going on
I just had to get off of the phone
And spend some time alone in my head
Stepped out of my zone
Clear somebody really want me
Flying in da netha
Flying in da netha
Trynna find blaze rod
Flying in da netha
Flying in da netha
Flying in da netha
Shot that ghost with my bow
It's kill or be killed, whose team do you want to be on?
Because sooner or later, everybody's gotta choose
ARP 5.56, .223, put a pussy nigga
Shamika, her name is dumb,
She got in her car,
And she killed someone,
Shamika, she had a son,
So she went to jail, on the weekends, hun!
Everyday
to a
Different part over the truck
So joining me now is an expert pastor Don
Piper who has written about
His own experience
He was in a terrible car accident
killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty, and passion of
All the memories collected, moments you could never touch
I wait in front a niggas spot
to do now
Raise children, what to do now
Another man steps in that's the truth now
They're lying and we're dying
But these bullets keep flying
Killing
found
Killed by accident no one can tell
Your mining's all over poor miner farewell
Dad worked like a Trojan his money to save
I'm afraid that he worked
on accident
Bae say she from LA fuck she taxing me
Got more cargo than a sprinter van
Niggas grimy heard he killed his man
She let me fuck now she want them
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