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getting stable
I let the Polo horses out the stable and they fuckin chase you
I think that I'm the one that made you, so you just a phase 2
I'm only

the weight?
It, helped me choose what I make
Van Goth I, make this pictures move when I paint
How much can I prove with restraint?
Let me lose on this
There's

a little horseplay
Hard in the paint
Rapid fire like a uzi
My vision being tainted
The brain feeling moody
The neighbors getting mad while I'm home making

Way I rock this shit, nigga I need a endorsement
We be pushin' Porsches, got 800 horses
Yeah, we strapped up, even got reinforcements
I'm comin' for

Shadow
I'm a shark
You better start to paddle
I'm a wolf
Hide all your cattle
Galloping on a horse
With this unnecessary saddle
Purple Hearts
Went to wear

rattle
You be up shits creek no paddle
Four hounded horses no saddle
Trunk like a hearse
Subs rumble like battle
Bass kicking like stampeding cattle
Yeah

behind this mask I slit my wrists and ask for dead
Maybe I'll sleep away in some patients chaser tainted bed 
I paint some glaciers and ask for paper just

something that he ain't
Full of himself, guess it's sumn' he ate
He'll get served, r.i.p. lil' saint
I'm shootin' my shot while he posted in the paint
Yeah,

Rikers Island and Upstate wishing, I could see the fam
Aint been around outta sight they forgot about me
I'm in a hellcat hear the horses, bitch gon shake

the lines
I'd rather fly in the sky than drive courses
Too many horses on the course to crash
Racing to red lights, going nowhere fast
So I take my time, even

I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down

you livin’ in the fog
I was known as Damien in a past life
I hit the lick like DMX hit the crack pipe

Paint the stars and stripes
Pentagrams and blood

Blaaw

I confess, never really been one for your dialect so when I'm 
Filling my lungs with a bio threat 
You're getting high on paint from Mitre 10 it

it
All the numbers add up and we love to count
I'm tryna ride in the 'vert with the horses like fuck amounts
Build mansions for my niggas, make a toast

up the fact from fiction, trying not to be a living hypocritical contradiction,
Like trying to find a prescription for my addiction, trying to paint

pull up to the club on a horse
I'm so meskin, I could have the cartel all at ya door
If I call my poppa up it's done, he sending shooters for sure
So we

got some revenue that road the horse we know today 
As doomsday that's more dead than any hand that wrote the document 
I really doubt a death threat is

portions
Running up this cash money long like some horse shit
If it ain't right then don't force it
Lot of weight up on my shoulders like a forklift yah yah

all the makeup there became a thing
Even though it came from humble beginnings of grease paint and cake makeup
They had the costumes of the stars that

Extinguisher
Run for cover cuz ducking ain't finally help
Ill Cremate you and put you up on a shelf
Like when fly's scatter at a horse stables im on this shit
Me

as remorses Stallion if we was horses
Sickening, I'm nauseous, cautious Beef turnin' to sausage
Pause it, called it, I caused it Who saw it? You cooked that I'm

that's infernal
And eternal is the lie turned plague
So I've dug this grave so my truth won't fade
I feel the war paint on my face
I feel the ground

Death rides a horse of pale white
Tyranny reigns as the worlds collide
Bodies of mortal are merged with the throne
Kneel to the crown, or die by the stone

the sands of time, stampeded by a million broncos
Through the congo, beneath the cosmos, Priest the 5th apostle
I'm like Picasso, I paint a hot flow,