Lyrics:
Ima do it like this
Gimme one time you gon think it's a fluke
Gimme two and I you know coming back sis
Gimme three you gon think we a thing
pulled out the coupe
Go my hardest 23 with the flu
They still think it's a game it's a fluke
I'm 30 and O
I'm dropping a nuke
Call of duty I'm strapped
The drumming pain inside my skull
Echoes throughout my flesh
Pulsed by the beating of the heart
Rhythmic as sobs
The blood flowing like poison
In
and she lay there, questioning existence and all that remained
Avei felt empty- void of all feeling and motive
Then, as a single heartbeat pulsed in her
lines like the highway through the trail I knew so well
At the log bridge by the river, I heard a rustle at my back
Caught a glimpse of the coyote that
Nothing spoken
Steps closer
Horrific love
Fear of life
Cut the ties
Undefined exposures
Dictating my life
Doubled over
Gut pulsed fearing mind
I dreamed I was flying
In your kitchen
Caught up in a rush
Of wishing
You'll never find love
Just by looking
And hanging on feels
Like gym class
friend
Father Thunderbird
Thank you my friend
And when I walked
In the darkest place
Your love it pulsed my heart
And helped me keep pace
So I would find
The blade hesitates over flesh
Quivering incontinent rage
Betrayed by an unsteady hand
Excise this mortal cage
Appetite lies dormant
Ambition lost
a defib re... pulsed
I presume the latter and imagine you'd be
Puking, sick but saddened to some degree
And that I find comforting, somewhat soothing
Aye
Not lucky this wasn't fluke
In the booth dropping a nuke
Number 1 not number 2
I'm the flow they is the Deuce
Not lucky this wasn't fluke
In
coupe like oh la la
Y'all thought it was fluke oh na na na
It's my time I want in man this shit my purpose
Got two bad visions and I just might merge it
to handle some business
I got some contracts in the back
Tell me is you wit it
Cause by my calculations
The throne is ripe for the taking
At our
checking off goals
On to the next
Pick up the pace
No time to reflect
This ain’t a fluke
We gone do it again
Can’t knock us off top
We made men
How many days
cry for you
Cuz I don’t love you anymore
I thought it’d be a fluke but now I’m totally sure
And I am wiser than I was before
My heart survived the war
her mangled
Call me Kurt I got the angle whippin' work
We get fly but hustle first
Turn a Buick to a vert
I really do you do a verse
Niggas fluke until
the points
Man my joints need a break
I don't lose
(I never do it)
Back to back MVP
So my team let me lead
I'm no fluke
It's so technical homie
I'm no
new (HEY!)
Tommy Ten be acting goofy when he sipping on the juice (HAHAHAHA!)
Bitch I'm with the crew (HEY!)
This shit ain't no fluke (HEY!)
You don't
of people are now blind
now they’re blind
The walls entomb the bodies of the dead
emotionless they're side by side
the haze adorns the place where time is
the ending scene of your linear time frame
pulsed through every nerve what worth was your consciousness
small stain on the terminal film fragmented
flukes
Or it's accident
It's by your permission
I pray my heart will pursue
All that's in your Word
Lead me where you have me serve
Keep focused
If your heart stopped beating
If the heart that pulsed within you
Always lived like time was short
Would the world that is all around you
Come to see
for the sake of a joke
At the behest of your God
We don't deserve to be here now
Just a fluke of nature
The Universe played a cruel joke by
Giving us
I dig the code of honor to come Up with ya bros
But all my Bros souls fleeted so we not in Cahoots
Passions assassinated by not Gravitating
To a code
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