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their nightmare is alive 
And I do that 'till the casket wearing black on black
Dark heart magic in my rabbit hat
Talking shit I got a knack for that

black couch
My secretary wakes me up and I'm out
I slept with one and I'll sleep with another
Korean War vet with a prostitute mother
There's Joan

the land you get ate by coyotes
He say he steppin' he gone have to show me
Don't post at my store with no motherfuckin' Rollie
My shooter gone shoot give

goes down man I'm locked and loaded
Man I'm locked and loaded (Bang)

On the back of the bus with my black friends
El Chapo with the trap shit
And you

my boxes she'll be taking my name, yeah!
Girls in their masquerade, tits, lips, ass is fake
White women with back, black women with bangs and straight

dark pines
Rose up from beneath the dirt
Bloomed and died
Just a product of my own self
Flawed in design
In the soil where the bodies lie
I reside
Black

that ass and then some
Reverse style fade look how she get down
With her heart
In a bun
She wonder what the mason will do
See out
In the winters there's

Off the wall like a pair of Vans so if you a dude don't try kick it
These packs were my potions had to remix them Hazey lyrics
She likes my haze

Hey, how are you?
Are you good?
Wait, before you do anything
Clawing

Changing people's perspectives is one of my hearts investments
Still don't want

nigga gon' flirt
How you get shot by a man with a purse?
Jackie Chan chopstick, three-round burst
We skip the funeral, put 'em on shirts
Whole lotta drugs

a harpoon
My heart is feeling black as abyss
Hole
Tar
Coon
Either or man take ya pick
It's not that hard choose
I don't miss see every hit where ever they are

my fits they the most fly but you can still try
Black chrome heart tee, big shoes Balenciaga
Yeah you can't outdress me, every song I tell a saga

and reminisce on how we struggled in the old days
Although my heart is aching
I just fake it like I'm Ok
Getting sick of this job
So I'm plotting on robbing, yo

riding on a jet pack
Riding with the top down car be looking jet black
Everybody nice now funny how they like that
It's not easy living life with a heart

Had to go and cut all ties
Fake friends mean more lies
Where my heart at
With the guys
I'ma take a rain check every time
Introverted and I'm antisocial

school in the country
I gave up on education
When my graduates brother never had a job
Don’t tryna Impress these people in power
They gon get you rob
Do I

the kindling burn like my heart does
Its getting darker stay with me why just because
I found you on this app and you gave my phone a buzz
This flame is going

Something To Believe In

Fashawn

The Ecology

2015

off the hook tonight
If I don't bag Halle, I take a look alike
Last night we left the club with bottles, my future bright

Give me somethin', somethin'

Don't tell me prepare
I'm the one who gave P the career
None of yous cared before he said my name
Okay, I'm leaving it there
I ain't gonna lie this

an eye on yeah
Am I on? Not like Zion
Don't mean I'm not getting my climb on
Never look back why start with the bygones
Pop, pop, pop as soon as I cut

I’ll grab the devils hand and start to dance
Bodys in a trance
Hearts in an ambulance
And My head is gone
No way to track
Where it is
Im still a fucking

with a black cat
I'm killin' that pussy with the mirror I smashed, dog how fucked up is that
I've never had luck on my side
That makes me a gamblin' fool

can hear your heart pounding soon as you come near. Welcome to my hood, where we seldom see good, momma did it by herself did the best she could.

miles from Dún Laoghaire
Their PA was fucked no bastard there could hear me
But the Craic was good we played with heart and soul

Over the sea to Skye