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preceded by artillery shells
The number of which will turn this landscape to hell
The river Meus runs in between both armies
Carving its way through
the damned to hell to stay
BAPTIZED!!! BAPTIZED!!! Baptized in your blood
A red of every shade
In the name of vengeance I was made
A killer by God your death
White Givenchy on the feet to match the short sleeves
Okay
Aye
I might fight fair by nature, but when surrounded
By monsters, devils and demons, it
Lord have mercy
I'm a little thirsty
Here on Ocean Drive
Cause I, can't keep my cool
Out by this pool
Watching you go for a dive
Code red my eyes
thread my needle
Thread thread thread thread thread
Green dress red boots
Tomorrow my wedding will be
Shine little moon shine
So I can thread my needle
Oh
condition...red...collapsing unto yourself
Face to face with treason and the emptiness that befell
Compromised positions unearthed by your betrayal
There is no guilt when
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Monster in him
Whisper simulation
Demons arise
With touch of my flesh
Keep
on the phone, oh shit, I'm frying it
Will someone tell me what did I do to deserve this?
I think I'll, pull out my suit for Sunday service
My little brother
and blondes and red-headed girls
And they'll be dropping by soon rocking my world
Turn around and go you ain't on my list
See only the best looking tuna gets
of centuries never die
Where lovebirds soar and history speaks In every cobblestone and in every creek
So stay just a little bit longer By the docks a painter's
minute wife
All so artificial
Rejected maligned by all mankind
Hypocrictic bullshit
Tell me who's rich, Now who's the bitch
Keep that red light lit
make a monster out of me
I hate it but fuck it feels great
I spot one in the distance
Black and red Gilera
My eye sharp like eagle I get up
To the piece
What kind of monster will I become?
Scared to go to sleep, hiding underneath
There's a darker side of me I don't wanna meet
Hanging by a thread,
I got my chopper
By my side now nobody can stop him
Tryna feed the block but the feds are steady watchin
Tryna catch me slipping on the ice I walk
walkin under water
Sins of the father
Price paid by the daughter
Baby you've been driving me crazy
Gettin faded on the daily
AMG my Mercedes
I'm
ain't no hoe
Bitch thats what I said
Heart green but I represent red
Bae emotions they be callin me ted
I go by top nigga cough and you not
Im shooting
I'm cutting lights out like it's bedtime
These other rappers lukewarm like red wine
The truth hurts so please don't rub it in
I'm not signed yet, so
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
you're protected by
Castle made of red and blue
Joycon boys forever
R.i.p to you
(Etika!)
116 123
Those the numbers that you Need
Speak your mind
To set
I drive a big freight liner, and I made my last payment today
And I drive to all points outta New York City to LA
Well, that little woman smiles
that we hung by the door
In our house that was so beautiful
There in our little home
If this medication upsets your stomach
Take it with
nigga, just like a monster
give you them percs, nigga, just like a doctor
If I'm on X, then you know I'm a monster
Magic every day, like the potter
I got
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
spectrum, this done by red man
With horns on his head, laid down the ill plan
Got all his helpers, said, "Make it snappy!
Tell all the people that their
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