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on the blood in the breeze
I need one more reason to die, why? Cause

Fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve, fuck twelve
All my homies fucking with 666
Fuck

That's okay cause now I got this paper and I'm writing checks
Making bets
Ain't no threat
Put my life all on the line
With homicide and suicide
Just to see

Like this town was never mine, getting stuck on every line
Coming up on ever corner, danger in my mind
I Pull tricks outta my hat, more tricks up

times
Had a shawty dirty dancing asked her ass to sanitize
Last night I probably picked my phone and blocked a hundred lines
Silly itty bitty reasons

your throat, so when you scream, only blood comes out
I doubt that there could ever be...a more wicked MC
'Cuz AIDs infested child molesters aren't

to hit the blunt but she Smell my fumes
Now my hearts in a pile place my Blood in a vial only one
To make me Smile won't you stay here for a while

Twisted

Money on my mind I don't got the time to answer lines just gotta make moves gotta Answer signs
I got money on my mind yea money money money yea money

and broke , than be you and rich
Trying to make it in this game I got some advice
You should quit
Hit my line when I blow up, go talk about how I glo'd up

to the surface, you start to lashing if not accident then on purpose
There's more pain in my blood then you'll ever see on the surface
Scary learning we're still

survived a crash multiply the cash
Lining out the path dying for the raps
Passion in my blood passing thru the mud
Slashing all the crud wrapping up a blunt

enter another foreign conflict with no exit sign- so insecure infighting conflicting makes us more secure- the heat boiling our blood, crystal clear

tell my homis want the end of me
Maybe my blood is coming thru my energy
Maybe my muva held me back eventually
Maybe my father manifesting into me
Maybe

fight my way out, of this hell, that says that I am not missed. The memories line my knuckles, like the time that we first kissed. Blood spills and pools

her legs I shared the flame for a while
It's not a curse it's a love song in my head
So take your white lines and white lies and go to bed 
Wish you

we juh push down & turn and pop

pourin' up lean on this
blood color lean on me
mixin' with sprite soda
dirty vein i know mine

playboi
playin' with

I'm not rude
But someone better tell this fuckin' slut to drop two
I gotta stop using drugs, my mind teeters
You see the dyke meter's over the line

to the floor
To the floor
Roll
Dance wit me
D girl in LA
Get money while on Vacay
Don't make me lose control
Cuz my blood a make the kit spray
Like green
My

One thousand little lies, one thousand little knives
Now I see, the blood is on your hands
One million reasons why you've bled this desert dry
There

guerre
Begging my creator just to listen to my prayers
Zombies all around us scattered in the dark
Line em up in pairs load them on the ark
Save of us from

(Audiomarc)

Woke up feelin' godly (ahh)
Woke up feelin' godly (ahh)
(Please turn it up) woke up feelin' godly
(Ayy V, line 'em up) yeah

Woke

and I sit
They see me and all getting lit
And niggas were burning their bridge
My lines go over your head like waves, nigga
Like Simon they do what I say,

holes in my shoes
Than a glimmer of hope when I watch the news

Split open our wounds, let them drown in our blood
They want the crown, we call the crows

always something
We argue over nothing
Got my blood pumping
And now I don't want this
We used to work together
But now this isn't working
Used to say

here writing lines
Telling these stories about you
Thank God you wasted all my time
Made me appreciate the view
Been put through all these trials
I been