Lyrics:
and she ridin' on E
Somebody gotta die, a body for a body, nigga
Shit I'm feeling kamikaze
Somebody gotta die, a body for a body, nigga
Shit I'm feeling
Eou, eee, eee
Fuck dentist
E, e, e
Sitting in the dentist's chair, heart rate starts to climb
The sound of the drill echoes in my mind
Numbing needle
to say
Where the Rez at? I got something to say
E-A-L-Y
I turn the E to a 3 I'm shooting from the line
You missing all your shots there must be something
their heads collide
Die!
You're gonna die...
Now my anger's growing worse
Next one's working as a nurse
Have to make a doctor's call
Drag my body down
to the left
Get dragged
Fuck witcha black boy swag
Put trust in ya white girl mag butchu brown
Mislead all ya life
Whatchu found
Head real nice by the sound
even the saviour got betrayed by jews
They left me to drown but I made it
(I don't wanna Die Young, fvck you)
Give me my crown mehn I mean it
(I been
a country churchyard, laid head to the mast
Eight and Forty souls who came to die in France
a country churchyard, laid head to the mast
Eight and Forty souls who came to die in France
must cut yuh throat
Cah you big up yuhself inna competition
And cyaan' defend e people, what a bam bam
Unnuh quick (quick), so quick (quick)
So
ever gone back down
Look
Ain't no tellin' I might die tonight
Sippin' strong I'm swervin' side to side
Me and Ryus see it eye to eye
Trust me bitch I
cannot receive.
No time to choose when the truth must die,
No time to lose or say goodbye,
No time to prepare for the victim that's there,
No time
it, nigga
Emi, what's up
Screen recording Daniel, we got Emmie in the cut
When you're a Valorant E-girl, E-sex is a must
You got a forehead longer than
you
For your body girl i loose Controller and i know am
Demma fine boys no dey ever Ball down
E be you
E be you
E be you wey dey burst my Head
E dey be
gordon I'd beg for my bread
And before I'll marry sulton it's gold to my head
With gold to my head and gowns fringed to the knee
And I'll die if I don't
hate the ones warning of the doom they just want us to sit in a room to just die
Because that's the attitude imparted by retarded leadership preaching
I'm happy you all are alive
It's all about the, it's all about the
G O O D V I B E S
It's all about the good vibes not about me
It's all about the uh,
that G-L-O-C-K ain't tryna snipe, it's a 19
I tell that pussy boy t run, do not fight me, or you gon' die
Oh, you gon' die (Die) die (Die) die, boom
you must face your own fate
no straight path so is life nothing is straight
maybe one day you'll wake up and realize
you the live by the sword you die
I see them, they're screaming
I wanna claim your body
But I know that's it's all in my head
I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming
I must of fell asleep and
God
Run for Cover
Run to the trenches you will go
You will hide so desperately
From above your world will crumble by the sound of terror
Keep your head
at they head burst bleedin'
Don't want to hear no shit this evenin', believe me
We, bomb first when we ride
Please, reconsider 'fo you die
G's, and thug
the soul to die!
And voices in the sky
Shall cause the soul to die!
ROMAN WARRIOR: We'll break away by my command!
BARBARIAN: No, we'll crush our foe
pain
And I'm prayin that one day you feel all of his love
That's all I know, straight live by that
And I'm 'bout that life, I die by that
Believe
plus (yeah)
Gratitude is a must, yeah
Me see blessings fall by mi right hand
Buss a toast fi di friends weh tek off heavy load
One time did sit down
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