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and it got me feelin
Like a motherfucker wanna ride
In a Chevy hair black
Now you say that you edgy
I don't really give a fuck
Till I pop two eddys down

could cop a dime
And fill my lungs with time
If I put I shouldn't lie

On my tombstone
Don't be surprised
At least I tried
It comes a time

Where one

nails all black
When I kiss your neck and you bite my tongue
Girl, you get so wet, my dick in your lungs
I don't know what's next, girl, gon' get you

explosions all around
Blood tearing off kids faces/ and they're crying with no sound
Black water rolling over/ the neighbouring yards
Roasted bodies like Qu

picture perfect, ocean views
No, I was a first class rookie
Takin' out bullies in my all black hoodie
Man of mystery, you know the history
Get it or forget

alone and leave while I hung
Why they walking with a hole in the lungs

Follow? Go bye bye
Hollow gon' shot shot
Aiming at him even if he had nine

I just touched the sun
I can't even breathe
I might cut my lung
Cocaine all on my teeth
Yeah I cant even feel my tongue
Been places you aint seen

I wanna do
Motherfuck you and (ruby–) your punk friends too

Ruby blunt lit lungs itch, bitch, I like the sting
Smoking potent thinking I'm the chosen

a phase
Everybody tun saint wen mi shake up eh place
Who nuh get it ina yiy get it ina ears
Black rain a fall a dawkniss fi days
Tek eh banga money buy bay

out here singing a song
Too caught up in a world from moving along
Poor birds be singing out their hearts like they popping a lung
Nobody heard
Oh my

clutch
I only run round there for a bad lunge (sex)
I say she got them bad lungs (haa, haa)
Smoking all that cushy i called her tapped one (gang)
Its a bad

beasts, we get swinging tree to tree
Smokin' all these fuckin' trees, fill my lungs with glee
I'ma need it, cause I gotta catch a body
Black coupe, diamond

swells,
Lungs drowning in the universal 
Spell of a death knell,
I'd have given it all to be held in your thrall
But instead time will end with your fall...

around/ 
Blood tearing off kids faces/ and they’re crying with no sound/
Black water rolling over/ the neighbouring yards/
Roasted bodies like Qusay/

pull up in Gucci (shit)
Burn the blacks, keep the designer
Man had to dash away the CCTV and throw man a likkle fifty
That's a minor (what?), I was in

await the Nazarene No judgement day all prayers in vain. The rotting stench of burning flesh the sickening smell of war It fills your lungs like

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Smoke so much weed, I wish I could insure my lung
This ain't Gelato thirty-three, this is forty-one, let's go
I got a heavy eye cah I'm

You're still shaking 
I'm barely moving at all 
Green lines cut through 
A black screen tells you I'm fine 
 
You're Gwyneth Paltrow 
I'm Richie

All manner of men coming at my door
Since the one that was up ain't around anymore
Got one he lay naked, sang Zepplin to me
Drives a matte black BMW

a star
Pheth' imali engakanani dhabula ngo hha
Kitaza nge mali, jabula nge hawu
Stayela siyalimaza, cooler than a mamba
Cool black dude on a wave,

burst through the black, the veil was torn as the void collapsed. The rains will subside. Be my eyes, show me hope in the maw of the night. Our fractured

speaking in codes
I explode outcomes, lungs and atoms are blown
The streets is my home, 'cause I need to be sold

The park bench is my bed, breathe the dark

It's okay to not be okay|Even the air you breathe is just too much for your lungs to take|And all the words that you don't say|I hear your S O

Salvation is only through me

Look what we have done
With our soul open wide
Look what we have done
With our soul open wide

Black hail meteors
Descend worlds