Lyrics:
with cyanide
Pushing the new order farther until the mass collide
It's time for fight or flight, final chance, what's your choice?
They've reshaped
of mass (Destruction)
Bent on my simon bar sinister mode
The art of my 16 bars,otherwise is a metaphorical term
That kills slowly,bodly and gently 16 times
due time I'm gonna get ya
'Cause I be kickin' the real
While they be losin' the race tryna chase mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with
due time I'm gonna get ya
'Cause I be kickin' the real
While they be losin' the race tryna chase mass appeal
Money's growin' like grass with
The mass the mass the infinite mass
If you hear any noise, it's just me and mah boyz
If you hear any noise, it's just me and mah boyz
If you
the inverse
Of all the is created!
Face me, and be cast into nothing!
Turning, mass distortion
Turning, mass distortion
Turning, mass distortion
Turning, mass
unreasoning killer (First space flight)
Fisticuff, turn my headphones up
(First space flight)
Yeah, yeah, sounds good bruh
(First space flight)
Vibe
not giving enough
I'm not giving enough
I'm not giving enough
I'm not giving enough
Mass appeal, I got mass appeal
Mass appeal, I got mass appeal
You've
saying go?
You don’t want to go to work
Get up you misery so and so
Don’t want to dwell on what was said
It’s time to take this fucker on
Mass Appeal,
stopping
Just listen,no echo yeah
People should know we still dropping, 003 on the market and the racks coming in cos
I’m on my flight mode on my flight mode
Finger to the mass
Where my people at
I don’t need a brand
Just a duffle bag
Money in my hand
They don’t understand
Pull up with my fam
And I’m
on flight mode
Don't you hear my tone? Yeah
Prolly on flight mode, ey
I just told ma soul
Take advantage more, eh
Take advantage more, ey
No time to let go,
tipsy drinking my communion Wine
(fuck)
Come to Mass with me you'll have the best time
(woo!)
We'll be seated looking pretty in the Pews
(you know it)
slippin Duke, it's time to snap that neck
Like I said in "Strictly Biz" I'm known to cause an illusion
To create total chaos, no mass confusion
Prr prr prr
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Move like whoa (Move like whoa)
In my zone (In my zone)
In the clouds (Heeeeeeee)
Flight mode (Jet jet)
Don't
a voicemail at the tone
Think of u when I'm alone
Already said i wanna do this on my Own
Take flights to different time zones
I think she boujee
She wanna
mass hysteria
Giving up
I won't stop fighting
Bring it on, it wont phase me
Any time it makes me stronger
With day to day
Shock waves shatter me
I
mass hysteria
Giving up
I won't stop fighting
Bring it on, it wont phase me
Any time it makes me stronger
With day to day
Shock waves shatter me
I
mass hysteria
Giving up
I won't stop fighting
Bring it on, it wont phase me
Any time it makes me stronger
With day to day
Shock waves shatter me
I
Do the Shmoney Dance
Black mass Lucifer crucifixion
Hatchbacks used for drive-by shooter missions
I speak fluent in new pistols
A shoot addiction
Yeah this life
It's way too nice
All my shots been going in I'm too precise
We gon' climb
You out of time
Say we up next I'm already in my prime
17
Our time is now ("oh yeah!")
("Oh yeah!")
We live in long beach baby
Death valley, Cali baby ("oh yeah!")
Our time is now
Our time is now ("oh
back
Money 'gone make her shake that ass and we all know she got that mass like
Head right dead light damn spite shot his flight damn he got no sight
times and now I'm laying in a slump
Rather bake the dank instead of hanging with you punks
Gas right, pack tight, baby that's right
Mad flights, mad
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