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condoms, 2 dice and 1 bag of dope
Ooh, Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Decon is a pimp, you could tell by his ice
Mother Parks said, "Brother

once I started spitting ether
Surgical murder you all my lines incisions
Know that if you find yourself dead then that was just my decision
I am livid I

Soon I will join the dead

When I'm gone, I'm gone forever
I will never tell you
The reason why I left you all alone

Dust to dust, ashes to ashes

When I'm by myself, I apply myself
My mood is pensive, attitude defensive
Increased attention, decrease the tension
A new invention, the innovation

Ayo Spitty what time is it?
24 hours to live Manny the young Ma$e
24 seconds on the clock I hit the pump fake
24 on my back one day I was eight

the bartender we gon need more shots.

Glitch 
Just to live. Survive, get by by screaming fuck my life.

Leonardo
Yea I’m fucked up but im looking to be on one.

Never fold. staying by my side
Now we grown and every accomplishment you make, I resent inside
The life of the party, everybody loves you and I wish it

down grab 'em
And stash his fat ass in back of the wagon
Then meet me at suite 16 and leave [PV]
The keys to the S you V son it's easy
Call the cops

Leaving you dead and beheaded
I'm leaving more bodies than
The 1918 influenza epidemic
Thought you was believing atheism
And hating religion
And replacing

Huh, pedal to the medal, gonna get ahead
Gonna run another red light in
The dead of the night
Lettin' the light from my
Cellphone distract my eyes
Sexual

Enlighten me
Is you gon' live on your knees or die on your feet?
Stand up and face the music or run and meet your defeat?
I am to the microphone what

thumb snap,
Guns clap,
And bodies hang over whatever like the belt around a bitch after gainin weight that Dunlap,
Bitch I run rap,
Like I am

cloud 9
I run a perc 30 sign
Bitch if you blow my high
Might just lose my mind
Do you wanna die my guy
You can tell by the look in my eye
Imma really nice

strapped up
Big dumb pistol
Beef nigga
I'll come to you
Kill every nigga that run with you
I'm old fashion
Walk up leave your face looking like a clothes

expecting incredible weight off my chest
A poetic shedding-of-skin
Or maybe I'd rise up like lazarus, back from the dead
But no
It's a process of choosing my

up just like my trust
I've had too much of all of that
I think I'm growing then fall back
The shit I live by on a tat
I'm on the field I'm the next

horns I never cared
Stuck by a thorn it's never fair
No they will warn now say a prayer
My layers have layers
Take shit in pairs
I'm never scared
To run

here)
Actually, that ain't no secret, bet
Brother, you can just tell by how they speak on the 'net (dickheads)
Let me tell you a fact that everyone

felt this devil’s stare in me

Rolling in viscous vicious ink
Smelled fear by my monster keen demonic instincts
What a delicious terror mixed with hope

dodgy
For all my dead niggas, I don't wear no poppy
Man rise up and go catch me a-

I just seen that whip circle twice
Is it them funny yutes or CID?

nothing in your head
I'll speak my truth 'til I'm dead
Fuck every fed, I'm getting red in the face
I ain't put you in your place
Will you submit? Bow

It's so dead the culture fed us 
Detrimental stuff I can't give up
I can hold it down and pick it up
Lift it up lift kit on a pickup truck
If I go

the urge to kill?

Riddle me this, riddle me that
If murder runs the globe and
This we know and accept
What do we expect but mass
Murders to live happily

the paining away with the broccoli
Watch how the Tories are jumping on top of me
Fuck it
They can never be your puppet
Fight for their lives, the money run dry