Lyrics:
wanted to be
Or was that a cry for help
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
Verbal grenades
You throw in vain
I can't believe you'd stoop so low
wanted to be
Or was that a cry for help
By yourself, by yourself, by yourself
Verbal grenades
You throw in vain
I can't believe you'd stoop so low
won't quit now, eyh
Abondoned by my niggaz, insulted by my niggaz
And stabbed by my niggaz, Then burnt by my niggaz
I love it from my inside, eyh
Almost
the father
My melody is deadly as a pin in a hand grenade
5 seconds before you get played
You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up
Ever see a sucker
in Braille
Yo, and he couldn't hang, so I lynched him
Told him to sit the fuck down, and I benched him
I got a habit to go off like a hand grenade
VERSE 1
Bow tie bars crushing windpipes
Hand grenade beneath the pin stripes
A glass of hand grenade pull up to the strip quite
fashionably
The aftermath is never the part that I’m excited for
I wish that it would pass us by
And oh why, did you say you can’t?
You can, and I’m not strong
Celebrate the hope with a hand grenade, open up the heart of the beast within
You've only got this one chance, one choice, one mind, to celebrate
I'm a savage bitch you know I like to start shit
This clip I got on me bout as long as a selfie stick
When I shoot, nigga I don't miss
Grenade
giving it all they got
Picks them off one by one
Coming close to getting shot
She know she's got to move
Pull a pin throws a grenade
When it blows she
REMAINS
THE OLDEST WAVES OF YOUR BRAIN
YOU - BETWEEN AN ECLIPSE
BLINDED BY INDUSTRIAL SUN
BLEEDING AS A TV
THAT HAS LOST EACH IMAGE
LET YOU BE MY SINNER
and molly, promethazine (Turn me up)
Bentleys, Bentaygas, and SRTs (SRTs)
Jet to pick up a load it was 10 till 3
Don't judge a book by its cover a strap on me
to go now
Feel like I pulled a pin on a hand grenade
Everything collapsing down hearing screams
I cannot escape from these bars on me
Failure shines tries
don't care if they dated you
You bought her a chain we takin that to
We roll a grenade yea right on your block
Yea plug in the tub we put em in shock
But
head
My head is a mess
My heart is a grenade
Coerced by blackened thoughts
There's illness in my veins
So far from what is sane
I can't outrun my brain
by daylight
Stay with a dog SPD it's a K9
No Ja Morant but I come with the hang time
Aye, bitch I hit up Nique
Aye, Sxythe and me you know we creep
That gets you through the day
Your choking thoughts are hand grenades
Set for an explosion, your happiness fades
Pull yourself up by your bootstraps,
no perc to go on drills that shit is in me
Y'all must ain't heard of cleanup crew
You wan talking like you hard when you got yo stick took by luh duke
in a maze
We can head out to Antigua and I'll blow your kind like grenades
You to worried about you getting played
We came just float like we in
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Lil bitch you pussy
So just fucking run away, huh
Tired of the hate, huh
Unload all the choppas
Chop you up with my grenade
Blow
ass by pushin mute
Shit can get stanky like a poot (like a poot)
I got dog poop crank yes I pollute
Leave the whole block fully unrecouped
I'm like
another dead pigeon
If you're mafiosos, then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while
your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was tongue kissing
Now we're all cannibals
Say this will all be temporary
Even the mark by my name
The flames are all imaginary
Just be happy there's slack in
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