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there’s no needle
So, it’s real, not a story, like the cells building blocks of life
That’s so many lines, I’ll give you time to break ‘em down
Like when

You've got it in the back of your mind
That you wanna put another cold red line
Through another name on your hit list
Your hit list
A name

Brunette, maybe coloured then 
I'm frying my brain cells, I can't make a decision man
Couple things on my bucket list
Fuck Rihanna, Madonna, Ariana
Ciara,

list (block list)

I don't even answer for all of my guys
They talkin' 'bout bitches all on my line
I talk about street shit all the time
I don't

heard the reaper comin quick
I heard the preacher say repent
I heard the meek gon own the earth
I heard my name is on the list
I heard my sister boo-hoo

of the system injustice
But a suspect to the witness
Memba times with gi inda cell
Just chillin when we heard
The mandem clipped him

Labelled a villian it's sad

So I keep hearin' the angels call out my name like
Say all that past is just the past, nigga my best days ahead of me
And that's what the fuck I'm

a list, ah, that'll be fine
If you wanna sling mud in my face
Tell you what, you can get to the back of the line
I don't live in the past, it ain't gonna

of them girls baby you not on my hit list
Baby your name on my Christmas wish list
She's bad so I got her on my wish list
She's the type of girl I want for

the classes getting loud and the teacher getting pissed
In the end this pattern goes 666
Soon my name's showing up on every government list
Free speech

Sit around and watch them
Watch their faces and reactions
Then blur the lines until the sun
Is back on your horizon

Breathe, breathe, breathe,

Hold up im the man round here
I just might blow some bands round here
Hold up
Im the man round
My name up on the list
So let me in round here
I might

a couple officers
I know bruh was finna tell, he was lookin' nauseous
Now I'm sittin' in a cell, nigga double crossed us
Crossed me off the list for

it on over to the end of the line
With all the other name-dropping fools I can't find
On my list
You knew the risk and used me
You're nothing but

Sprinklers that never worked
All the way to the monkey bars
Cross that line you got murked
That's other niggas territory had fiends
In the cheese line
They

a surprise
You said my name is Sie Ewan Heck
Yeah, my name is Noe Ewan Hell
I'll know you in hell
When I lock you up in that jail cell
I'm from Spain
I won't

This the hit list
Bitches don't get stitches, they bleed out
This the hit list
Don't wait for karma to come around
This the hit list
Your bodies will

line
I chop the bass like I'm pitching dimes
Code name Coffee Bean how I hit the grind
Precision design
Exquisite with the vivid shine
I'm like

They tried to lock me up and throw away the key
Never thought that I could turn around and be someone
Sat in my cell and every night I couldn't sleep

afraid! We Rydas!
Ride on them motherfuckas! C’mon!
Cell Block!

Cell Block, bitch don't get shit
Cause my name has evolved over
Time from where I lived

the definition of Shine:
"A quality of brightness that reflects light"
It's funny your name Shine but
In this battle I'm
A show you choosing that just ain't bright

but I walk the line
The line and yeah I walk that mother fucking line
Yeah that's why im making a list
And checking it twice
Hoes talking bout me you

a passport
I ain’t talkin’ to half of y’all
Do like a cell phone
Get put on silent
Most these niggas talk shit
Then put their page on private, hmm
Bush
I keep