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Yeah, that bitch is a wench
Made her warm the bed, just hopped the fence
Being chased by 12 cause I killed those opps
It was self-defense
Pleading not

The only gift I need
To make the season worth the while
It's not the tinsel and lights or the tree by the fire
That puts me in the mood
Christmas, yeah

Trynna find a way under the mistletoes
Can't seem to find the right time to ask you to come back home
Laying in my bed, feeling cold and alone

Yeah
Looking 'round the room
I can tell that you
Are the most beautiful girl in the.. room
In the whole wide room

And when you're on the street

remedy
So mayday
God give me your strength to get me through the day!

I'm saved
By the blood of Him who gave way
Rock faith
He was trusting in the Father

I'm never involved in them brawls
My Beretta returns your phone calls
I'd rather chrome you all, you know
Gotta invoke like it's data
And blow your

Bussin' bands for distraction
You won't see me
Not living by the ocean
You won't see me
Faking the potion
Hit a juug bout 12 or 13
Film flam Green bills

out the chair for ur lady
12 on my back dawg I feel like Tom Brady
I got my beats and my brothers and we rolling tree 
By the sea but you know we still

gonna be the last time I talk about this
Cause they don't want to listen
So wait for me by the tree at the end of the road
Maybe some vodka before I turn

voodoo magic
And voodoo curses
Contained within the seeds of a plant
The tree of life grows through
My mind's eye and
My mind's throat, and my

in the crates
Grated cheese  inside of the safe 
The bullet case hit the side of ya face 
You mad as hell I Smash the tail on a Mademoiselle she bad

I got what you want, I got what you need, go ahead hit my phone If you need the tree, go search by the zone
If you want retreats, I can get you

Ooo, I've been keeping my eyes on you
Make a move no hesitations
Is it dinner cause I need reservations
Ooo, you stab me like a voodoo
I'm one

a spliff

12 on my ass tryn make some paper for the penn

Not to

Aye 
Money in my jeans

Like It’s hereditary

Ballin out

Tell em keep the secondary


My

The smoke got my mind
And the water bouta flood in
Momma said get it right
Counted to ten
By the count of three
Wan no plea
Bring yo ass in
Wanted the tree so

out these 12 ounce curls
Come catch a vibe vision real blurred

Yard that's filled with snakes so I'm chilling by the sand
Not a mask in sight here just

Yeah I got a tiger in my tank
If there's any doubt
When I pass you on the road
You see his tail hangin' out

Now goin' on the road by a hundred and three

We about time coz time all we got
About rhyming like a glock going off in the night
While your life fly by in the blink of our eyes
S'About

pushin V 12 motors
We da shit bitch, I know you smell the odor
Rolls wheels and get rolled over, south side soldiers
We da shit bitch, I know you smell

Thought I was sailing by myself on my own island[00:27.28]Heard your voice in the calm heard it in the silence[00:30.24]Can't get fly by myself

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By: E. (Br0nz) Hobbs

 Psykobis out the mist. Bronzito.   Check the Mic

I tie you to an elm tree
Cut you from head to toe like you're living your life in nightmare on elm street
Then curb stomp your face and smash out like

I see it, I'm a simple man

Hey, I'm the kinda man wouldn't harm a mouse
But if I catch somebody breakin' in my house
I've got a 12 gauge shotgun

but not touching me
12 search fo the runtz on me
Why yo ho steady fucking me
Pussy niggas steady ducking me
I been smoking hella kush
Real tree not