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on duality of Yin Yang
We play slit drums
You want to die
I want Yum Yum
Viva la vida como el Mesías

Your binary code is my DNA  
Code me baby
I'm in love

some licks
Come on closer and you gone get the stick
Bitch you have a plan trust me I don't miss

Slit 6 keep a hundred round drum
Hundred to your brain,

head like a drum, yeah todo ritmo
I sit back simply pretend I'm regal
Slay you any style yeah whatever type of lingo
I'm a "Natural Rhyme Killer" like

the fucking time right back
We all stay strapped
Looking like a drum line
Got the fucking cops looking out for bloodlines
So stay back
I’m done like that
But

Fuck bitch
Aint no fuck shit we run sticks
What you thought this is
Im on some fuckin shit
Run from me you still get hit
Talking shit and imma slit

(All that) and you just Thinkin the whole time
Shiit don’t Get your throat slit on the way to the trap
I got patience
Findin your location
Got your

rain
Slit my wrists feel the pain
Loose screws I ain't sane
Pussy boy ran his mouth now we aimin for his brain
Masks on in the night
Glock nine night

I came out the pit
With a hundred-round drum on my lap
All black with the mask
I pull up with the stick
Hillbilly backwoods motherfucker with

yeah)
Got a 40 Glock and that drum niggas
(Ayy, ayy)
So when I shoot the shit they go "ayy"
(Ayy, yeah) what do you niggas supply (Gang)
Now slap

to flip then they finna slit throats
I'ont get high and I get it for the low
I'ont get high and I get it for the low
Just woke up in the H, couple thangs

up like a blonde slut
Looking above for my cut
Like wrist slit is this it
I'm starting to feel fucking over it
Please just show me a sign like how

to the stars
While I slit my wrists

Poppin' N' Smokin' made the honor role
Lyin' Im jokin' didn't care at all
Me and the team, yeah we boutta blow
Why can't you

That lock off your fire in my dungeonous gates

Verbal threats and deep sleep
Get you all weak, slit your neck, wake upset
Got your pants wet, make a bet

debates

Then lock up your fire in my dungeonous gates

Verbal threats and deep sleep
Get you all weak
Slit your neck
Wake upset
Got your pants wet
Make

77 Out this hunnid drum
He Luka Doncic
Can see the slits on his hoe wrists
I guess he like a goth chick
We spin his block
He runnin fast
I guess he

bitches with the gun in
Goofy bitches, Whitney Cummings

Slit her wrists with hunneds
White bitch tip with slave masters, erase chapters
Cuz that bitch

anymore
Trust me, baby, you'll bury me whole
While I drum your name with my teeth in the Morse code
Shove it like in Chino's song
I don't want to play any

to slit little rich
kids in cribs dont attempt this shit so
step back while I prep up to pimp this bitch so I
says to the girl I'm like what up girl
shut up

Slit wrists quench thirst
Vulcan tangle     mangle flesh
A Mengele experiment 
Blood clash brainsplash 
Piteous   Black Sash
Slash that…vinyl scratch

When Salome Plays the Drum

Jimmy Buffett

Somewhere Over China

1982

When Salome plays the drum
The crowd goes deaf and dumb
Swept up by dark sensations 

Partially the heat
More so it's the beat
She moves in

got no respect for these try hards
Big red dot on the AR
Bruce Willis I'm a fuckin' Die Hard
Hit him with the drum and watch
His brains come out his

banging on my cell I had to bang
Fuck a opp if he stepping what’s the plan
Pull up deep bang a drum like a band
Peel to York mans running up the bands

Magic and song and the sound of a drum 
From the sea to the sky to the land
Feel the sun on my skin 
I'm at one with the wind 
Elements in the palm

Felul meu de a fi il stii si tu
Sa te feresti atunci cand
Ghicitorile devin torturi
Cu totul dur ca tot indur
Tin piept la ce prind pe drum
Ma plimb