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hard that bar could have been
But you are though
There’s nowhere in this music game that I can’t go
Might drop a grime freestyle on a Monday and by

the centerpiece
Once I'm plugged in
You is hitting the floor
Blood on my door is the way that I'm moving
Red rum, pay attention to movies
Bussin' out toolies
I run

want and I say it
I want some Dior
I want some good head
I want some green paper that make up my bed
No I am not new to this
People are ludicrous
Feeding

I was sitting there
Watching the time pass by
When you walked in with dark red hair
Covering your brown eyes
You don't know this
But I think about

Roses are not red
Violets not blue
In the Glory of the Morning
I get out of bed for you
Down to the garden
By the dancing leaves
Time loses meaning

Woke up this morning, jumped out of bed
Fell on my head
Now my whole head is red
Fell on my dick
Fell on my cock
Fell on your bitch, Now your bitch

ivy make his bed lay him in his casket 
Single Taps and Automatics, Never seen it gotta have it
You know I be smoking different you could tell right by

sleeping in the bed where yo bitch and I fucked
You think you going home to rest but bitch you lay in my nut
How fucking stupid are you clueless man these

become the monster
Hiding under her bed
Waiting for the chance
For you to be fed
The nightmare she lived
Is your reality 

In between the sheets
Which are

to an empty home and a note that says 'leave me alone'
My keys are by the phone
But if you wanna bet it all on red and cash it in with him instead
I'll just go

out of my bed, thinkin' bout death and the lies of the Baphomet
Puttin' the razor aside to replenish my blood in the tub, surrounded in red
Imma take

soaking up my bed
How are we supposed to eat when all our people dead
Rosary too notice me Heard what the preacher said
Snotty nose how it goes stay stuck

All my levels in the red
When I'm overcome by stress
I put on Ekoh instead
Of letting it overcome my senses
Point me in wrong directions
Can't go wrong

an iron will
She always kept me fed and paid the bills
Put a house over my brothers head
Made us soup when we sick in bed
She's the definition of a role

down in my bed
I see black instead of red
Though I'm not his only victim
He's staring at me from the ceiling
I'm still the winner with all glory
Did you

I saw a man no where
What's new
Step father doing what a step father do
I'm tired of hearing it and so are you
Been evicted... Moving on
Coming home,

Today my dogs are doing more barking than normal
I don't know what the hell they hear or those bastards see
To tell the truth, I feel someone's after me

head
I’m over feeling dead
So confused with when this all will end
I’m sick of laying in my bed
I’m over all the flehm
Which chemicals are laced within

'cept Silent Night

And then as if by magic the room was empty
It was Christmas Day and I was lying in my bed
It must have been a dream, at least that's

dawg)
Says more about you than me dawg 
What you think of me, me, me


Verse 2 - Lackhoney:
Lately these moments are flying by
Hard for me to keep an eye

The house is rickety and dark
Like some kind of old camp cabin
I appear in the hallway
Lighted only by a single hanging bulb
It smells wet

me sorry for the dank
Someone in my bed girl tell me that it's you
Runnin through my head girl running out your shoes
Even if it's red girl tell me

I'm gonna say to you
If you ever try to fuck me over
Maybe now's your time
To keep to fucking me under
The sheets
Of your queen bed
In your deranged,

it's like a prison
The bars are all around you, you just gotta listen
Imagine getting saved by the cage that you sit in
I dont write hooks, left with