Lyrics:
From the impact
Gauge shotty, glass half cut off my body
I can recognize the shooter,
It was little Shotty
And I gave that muthafucka, yea his name,
this, that I´ve earned this
Don´t deserve to be all by myself
Loneliness without remedy, it´s all empty
And it feels like I'm losing my soul
Every time
It is a round about that I cannot leave
I circle for decades
Only to find obscurity
My life is haunted by young devilry
I heard your voice
Don't Wanna See Your Face
BOOM yeah
Back on the scene
Where ya look good by being mean
Yeah friend for another round
bringing you up while laying it
somewhere an' fuck somethin'
Like that frontin' nigga bitch, make her suck somethin'
Wild out, D-Block shirt inside out
Hoodie on with the all black Belushis
face is down
Resist, sodomy, virgin ass bleeds for me
Hacked up, slashed up, fucked up, smashed up
Scrape the shit out of her ass and stuff it right
little mini-me he bump off the Mexicans.
Mostly known for ma earlobe,
4 million dolla disco ball,
Shit though ma wrist cut.
Bang glass on the crystal floor
depends on its master.
The strings used to tame.
Cut down eternal, they're falling apart.
So shelter your cold heart.
Shores ahead, across the sea.
Lived
I always knew it was everything I imagined ‘cause
I knew the time would come
When I would be a patient flyer
The earth whispers a light
It cuts right
whenever we're together
And here we go yo, I think it was a Friday night
I was kicking it at my place, a'ight
I could feel my thigh vibrate, Sally's
Strange days a transtional place
I think it's time that you remember
Cut off your ears tear out your eyes
Some things are gone forever
Let's
the apprentice
I gots skills for days make a timeless portrait
Applying the force spit your scientist forfeits
Carry out the counterfit recordings with forklifts
got no choice
But to dismiss you from us all
Another ones on the way
Anyway, by the end of the day
It's kind of good to see you crawl
Ain't gonna
I can tell by your tone that you're telling the truth
But it doesn't line up with my image of you
Would you mind very much if I added some spice?
Right where you left me
Come on girl
Cut me some slack
Tryna love you
Without the heart attack
Because I've seen you longing
Looking out your window
Now
you now?
He's all messed up from always feeling so alone
Cut down by the words of introverts
Where did it go wrong?
Why can't he have it all?
Start
of grippy socks and some sedatives
Life is but a house of cards
Toppled by the slightest breeze
It blows up in your face like poorly making methamphetamine
still moving them bowls and we sell it for the low
We ain't gon' text you, if we don't know you, fuck these niggas
We gon' hack it, cut you down,
need a gun
9 on my hip didn't take it out the clutch
Real life shit no cut
Crazy how the story mashed up
A crazy lil nigga and a brazy lil nigga
Came
heavy weight no contendershe’s an actor could have played in eastenders
Cut out the snakes and pretenders
Come to my bits We some well known offenders
I got 10 phones 10 hoes but I won't call
Gotta lotta cash 10 stacks
Just knocked it off bitch I blow cash
Spend cash like fuck the cost
I'm a real
me up at night.
The sheets cover everything in sight
With oblong holes cut out for eyes.
When the light hits just right, it’s pretty nice
Here, give it
my chest where my heart goes
Walking the line between death and existence
It's hard to get by trying to constantly fix shit
Will she come back I don't
Come and I run like Atilla the hun
And I stun and I gun
And I run to my head
Where I'm greeted by comfort that maybe I'm dead
Maybe I'm dead
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