Lyrics:
rollin' I gotta paint it first
Mask on, I done stocked up on my Jason merch
My bitch Asian, my hundreds blue
I ain't a racist jerk
You up next, man in
chasing
Everyday's a Freaky Friday feeling like I'm Jason
Thought the worse thing that could happen was
Come by the jakes and getting bagged
To clocking
the only girl I need I gotta have you back
Even though you turn my lungs black
Tell me where you've been jack
Uh, I know this shorty that go by the name
a spot
It's on, man I'll see you soon
in about twelve hours, yeah past noon"
It's the hype yo
It's the hype
Word, pulled up brake, ehh, by the front door
fuck all the opps, we facist, make 'em past tense
Bitches treatin' me just like Phat Farm, my name on all they asses
Nigga flexed his chains, I held my
Murder is a name you gave a man to sympathize with all his faults and now
He's easing the name but tasting the same
You didn't gain anything so tear
that they faded from me
I love the way that we took all this distance
Gave me a chance to rekindle the vision and listen man
I ain't no regular rapper
Tell em
Uh bitch I eat rappers like Pacman
Ride around with a gat i'm strap man
Call me John Wick I'm a bad man
I'm drapped in all black like I'm
to
stay away stay away stay away
We both gave up the codes to
playing games playing games playing games
I don't know if I'm supposed to
say ya name say
Riding in the civic, windows tinted
Riding with no license, nigga fuck a ticket
14, fuck you mean
Get this cash by any means, heard Jason sell that
love and your grace
It's a thriller it scares me sometimes but I've learned not to fear
Now I kneel at the throne of the Father and you gave me grace by
do it any longer.
This world gave to you a gun, while I have received an axe. we all have a war to fight, so do it with all your might - Thaggedele
more than human
Coltrane blowing on the sax
Facts. I blow brains flowing on the tracks.
Axe. Held by that lumberjack chopping.
Mopping, uno uno number
we gon do it bigger 10 shots and I barely feel it
By the 12th shot I sat down knocked out
Then the whole room just started spinning
It was all good
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
thought you was a friend, word
Oh man, can't believe that
Oh, how you do that to me?
I wouldn't leave like this
I can't do it by myself
(?) ah
Are
name, I gotta' feed 'em all
Black Bo, he was the realest, hate to send him off
The biggest blow I ever felt, that's from the biggest boss
Blue Ferrari
You had to be outside to get your name up
You had to take the train
You had to get on
You had to get on the train, man
All types of shit
Had to go
the war
All the gods spat
They gathered around and spat in a vat
Guarded by a man named Kvasir
Luke warm green bubbles and TheO drank
On both shoulders
I
a controller but I still ain’t playing with ya
Watch how you talk when I step in the game
Dissing me all for a name you wanting some fame
But you I really can’t
only does marvelous things
God of Israel
That’s the God I claim, eternally three-in-one, Name Above All Names
God of Israel
He’s the God I serve, let His
to find that sheep
Was in the dark crying at Jesus feet
Cause I was trippin on shrooms so I gave my pled
Gotta white stone, gotta new name
That hidden
about my mom
Man but shoutout to my dad
Who would drive me to school
Every single chance he had
Tell me about the crazy girls
And all about his past
survivor
He never wrote the name of his drivers
And wondered that the man can deprive ya
It's there in black ink
With millions in dirty green had
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