Lyrics:
more fun not being skied by Neem
Handling with Joe and Haak is really blast
They catch all of my throws, even a shitty push pass
Learning the sets took
And they stop breathin
You tell his muthafuckin mama:'stop grievin'
Cause we're not leavin
Until she know how to feels to lose a loved one
Muthafuck'
talk my way out of the hood
Now homey if I go to Hell and you make it to the pearly gates
Tell the boss man we got beef
And tell his only son, I'm a see
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
Ain't no way to know
Sometimes you just, just gotta go
If I lend my hand, we gotta be leavin'
Don't give into fear, changes need chances
Take my hand
even waste your breath
Coppin' pleas not D why you flippin'
Nigga know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin'
Lettin' a nigga catch you when
mile a track whoever drives the hearse
That's when I go out and say by to earth
You need not only your feet to climb but hands
And upward corporate
Serve them things,
go to school, be somebody
Marines, mafia, don gotti
All I know is I'll get shot
Jail time, probably, maybe not
If I keep rhymin', stay
evil ever lasts
Cuz the demons all been slain
And the evil has been drained
Only cuz my wrath no equal ever lasts
Cuz I'm leavin' all them pain
a cringe C sharp chord
She's from fucking discord
I'm a fucking
Bort
Your mom's a whore
I am still not taking that bus to see Elon Musk
And by the way, in
sayin'?
I get paid for the way I say it
Having fun but I ain't playing
Getting in the way is not okay
I stay high by the beach with Lana Del Ray
On that
daylight
I roll my weed up and I stay high
Leavin haters by the wayside
I been feeling different inside
I can see my shadow at night
You can see the darkness
hated by All
Hated by all And it's kinda unclear to me
You see the way I'm rappin what im packin in these lucky jeans
This white boy look
Ima laughing
can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
fucking us over
Like we a terroristic threat, the ghetto covered in soldiers
Fear my only chance to live is with my hand on the trigger
Way they did
nothin' but smoke that we got for them
Must have run up a thirty in Scottish Glens
That's 'til he seen me in the Daily Mail
And he went and called me by
Selecta pull up the sound and him a kill them with some boasty chat
Him let it go again and show them how the chune supposed to drop
The way the place
I used to let it all slide but now I play the umpire
Ghana or Arizona either way we on the west side
Ya'll not messin with the feng shui
I spit
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
on my shades
Not phased by your hatred
I'm probably a sadist the way that I'm smiling
When snapping on niggas who tested my patience
Y'all should be
to do, blind me?
My wife says "maybe we should park
We could just go eat inside"
I said I'm wearin' bunny slippers
So I ain't leavin' this ride
Now
and there's nowhere else to go (go, go)
And the only way to see me's if you looking up from down below (down below)
And there's nothing else to say so I may
Better than That one night
I’m not grounded in this body trying to start over
It the only way I see just to get this closure
Track runnin round my mind got
My motto is simply I will not lose (I will not used)
Abide by the block rules, I buy my glocks used
Wit bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
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