Lyrics:
dressed like it's Halloween?
You look so absurd, you look so obscene"
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served
a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
I'm leaning on the Tower of Pisa
Had an eyeful of the tower
one who never fails
Oh, Daniel prayed
Each morning, noon, and night
Oh, Daniel served his living God
While upon the earth he trod
He prayed to God each
The last of the line of
The drinking mans wine
Being served up to you, to you
Sleepless nights in a town without you
No doorway to forever, no pressing
at my phone all night
Maybe I've lost my mind
When I couldn't breathe
Couldn't sleep
And you say it served me right
Maybe I've lost my mind
You're
it's Halloween?
You look so absurd, you look so obscene'
Oh, why can't I live a life for me?
Why should I take the abuse that's served?
Why can't
Tarred with the same brush.
New lords, new laws.
Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Tarred with the same brush.
New lords, new laws.
Climbing up the ladder,yeah I’m climbing up the ladder
Ya thought my last bitch was bad my next one badder
I chop yo ass up get ya served up
Case Closed, that is what the judge say
Fuck You, I'm found guilty in a solved case
Hell yeah, revenge was served on a cold plate
No lie, I killed
Served a fiend ice rocks buddy thinking that it’s candy
Cold white bitch and I think her name Mandy
Got a fake ID told them boys my name Andy
Run up
Stay patient
Too much traffic in the your' way? Stay patient
Summons that was served by the police? Stay patient
Plenty people out there in a lot worse
a
Royal Royce
Choose that bitch
And leave that hoe wit no choice
Yea
We done severed the whole Neighborhood
We done served the whole Neighborhood
I'm
served upon the dead
He's out and there will be no justice served upon the dead
If you don't get your brain washed you will have to go to hell
If you don't
Sushi, tea, Served to me
Sushi, tea, Served to me
Sushi, tea, Served to me
Sushi, tea, Served to me
On the way back
On the way back
On the way back
Maria!
Don't let these actions descend
Maria!
For this gun that you hold
Vengeance is best served cold
Come forth a villain that masks
A lovely time
on luxury
But luxury is artificial poverty
We sit at the banquet table
Meals served like we're kings and queens
Yet all we ingest is a plate of envy
We
served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold lasagne suspended in deep freeze
I'm leaning on the Tower of Pisa
Had an eyeful of the tower in France
I'm
what the day bring
Always had these dreams of escaping
Lately all of his thoughts are escalating
Waiting to get served, tired of waiting
Waiting to get
love, served with pleasure
Strawberries, strawberry cake forever
Makes strawberry cake out, okay
Do your best, that's the way
Like a dream so it will be
the neighbors
Created in the kitchen
And served it in the street
But you can cop it from your local Walgreens
Hear Ye
Come One Come All
Choose ya flavor
And grab
Had no idea it would hurt so much when everything just feel apart
Broken trust in hidden plans that only served to keep me in the dark
Tell me why,
near juss fucked up my wrist
Play wit my homie it's sumn like a sin
Cause I slide fa my dawg call me Bally John Wick
Shorty a goofy we served him some
served like this ounce
Givin' the bag to the homeless
Tellin 'em, "It's gon' be fine"
'Cause I'm finna pounce
Just like a muh'fuckin' lion
The king
Cops and robbery time will be served
It don't matter though so it don't make no sense
It's like my fourth time getting arrested
Shout out to my fans I
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