Lyrics:
strays with niggas names on it
Often I bug, then we'll soften a thug
Have a chump coughing blood, fill his coffin with slugs
Yo, you know I got enough
blood on the street
I'm tired-- feel my soul wearing thin
Expired-- let regret settle in
But I-- I've been looking for the silver line
And I'm
hand me my armor
And make my blood turn reptilian, uh
Black tint civilian
Might try to make me a million
My niggas hand me my armor
And make my
as it takes to finish this war
Hear the bullets passing through bodies like if they were paper shields
Here you cannot trust nobody, don't see the blood
and serve
You will always come first
No blood can quench this thirst
Your pride is a thin blue line
A fucking flag for your piece of mind
Your pride is a thin
Soaring through the sky
Racket rocket thrust
Defies the line
The edge of their seats aligned
Shuttle side to side
The bird has flown
Suspense alive
Uh, ayo 'Tasha i'm the wig snatcher (yeah)
They get out of line
I give them a tongue lasha
M-Maybach bitches gotta two-tone that
When the queen come,
Womankind
First blood
None for them
Offer it up
Fall in line again
Fall in
Fall
When I fall it goes on forever
Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak
Guitar slung junkie playing god and king
Telling everybody youre the next big thing
Same blood sucker since 20 16
Can't get any lower if you know
Stained red by the blood you shed
Brought a bounty upon your head
Oh Defector
The line has been drawn
Who's side are you on?
The line has been drawn
Flooded roads out of town
Call and telephone lines are down
I call and the lines are down
Retarded girl oh she slurs
Tornadoes out
life
Call out tonight
And stand by on the open line
And See it through your neon eyes
Pigments with the blood of lies
All just to watch us die
the presence of angel why cry?
Smiles and cries on my way to heaven
You are the gold seed 4th downs the line
Your picture is kept close by my side
Ask me
bought a black MAC, I'm outta control
Losin' bankrolls on blackjack, you gotta know
It always crossed my mind
That feds be tappin' the lines like
Three scales got 'em livin' on basic
My location changes quicker than gears on a brand new Porsche Cayman
I told RJ put down the line and he did
But
don't have to hold on
You're so sure
This is where the line stops
So throw yourself off
You dont have to hold on
You're so sure
After the aftermath is
""Let loose the dogs of war Marching out across the land Feet fall on the cruor sand Over run and beaten down Line is broke they lose the ground
snatch purse, so hard it hurt
To be here, and each year, I'm pourin out more beer
For deceased peers, holdin fort
Police line 'do not cross', they found
helping
Just ruling with an iron fist
Uprising shows it's true form
As we initiate a new war
Covering up the thin blue line
Painting it over with the blood
The scent of blood has filled the air
I shall prepare for war
I don't hesitate to cut through the enemy's line
And fight for the right to freedom,
During the last battle the Turkish lines begin to scatter
And Vlad rode up on a hill to see the inferior blood splatter
But treasonous boars ambushed
or two
I wonder if it’s worth all the time we wait, until my blood pressure rises when a fish gets in the bait
Well, we find um, line um, drag um and tag
Spent some days In a haze
Were you high or just lost?
A twisted tongue, spitting lies
Eyes are wide, are you blind?
Blood red rose, at my door
Your
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