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Suicide Hotline
by Killa'T
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In my head
I'm hearing chatter
In my dreams
I'm feeling matter
If you ask me what's the matter
I could ask you
What is matter
Now I'm screaming in the mirror
Who's badder
Fighting demons
It's 10 to 1 battle
Yeah these bars are Vibranium
You could feel steal
And I'm still slaying em
Hot style
Now I'm cold casin' em
Flow wild
Now the beat bracing it
If I'm crazy
Then the mic syco
My Gucci wallet loves greens
But now it need Lypo
My name ain't no typo
Ima K I double L A
Tracks is in my belly
Rappers in my feces
This flow Is death apon arrival
And it's nice to meetcha
Beatcha later
Alligator
We ain't conversing
Without a milli on the table
Phone ringing
But it's just satan
He selling dreams
But I'm too awake for that
He took years of my life
Away from me I'm tryna take it back
Feeling old school with the flow
I'm tryna take you back
Flowing sharper than
An axe
An it take your head too
Seyah bace up
In yo head
It's gon shake
ya brain loose
I use to dream
About the money
I'm just glad
It came true
Crue stayed down
Money came up
It Don't take much
It's the
Tr
Ack
Ki Double
LA
I get my money up north
An weed by the bay
Flow teeter totter
But the flow stay
Hotter then the underground
Safe code 3
So it's safe to say
They ain't bout to reach
Mic in reach
Then I'm bout to teach
Heard they don't believe
God did
So I'm bout to preach
Dam Diamonds
Harder than some concrete
This flow gold
So I'm beefing up the beat
The check hit
So the whole team eats
Can't beat me
Definitely can't be T
Must be sleep
Counting mS
While they counting Z
The whole team count on me
An I depend on them
Rich life
What we bringing in
Were at the table
Counting M&Ms
Spreading dividends
In my head
I'm hearing chatter
In my dreams
I'm feeling matter
If you ask me what's the matter
I could ask you
What is matter
Now I'm screaming in the mirror
Who's badder
Fighting demons
It's 10 to 1 battle
Yeah these bars are Vibranium
You could feel steal
And I'm still slaying em
Hot style
Now I'm cold casin' em
Flow wild
Now the beat bracing it
If I'm crazy
Then the mic syco
My Gucci wallet loves greens
But now it need Lypo
My name ain't no typo
Ima K I double L A
Tracks is in my belly
Rappers in my feces
This flow Is death apon arrival
And it's nice to meetcha
Beatcha later
Alligator
We ain't conversing
Without a milli on the table
Phone ringing
But it's just satan
He selling dreams
But I'm too awake for that
He took years of my life
Away from me I'm tryna take it back
Feeling old school with the flow
I'm tryna take you back
Flowing sharper than
An axe
An it take your head too
Seyah bace up
In yo head
It's gon shake
ya brain loose
I use to dream
About the money
I'm just glad
It came true
Crue stayed down
Money came up
It Don't take much
It's the
Tr
Ack
Ki Double
LA
I get my money up north
An weed by the bay
Flow teeter totter
But the flow stay
Hotter then the underground
Safe code 3
So it's safe to say
They ain't bout to reach
Mic in reach
Then I'm bout to teach
Heard they don't believe
God did
So I'm bout to preach
Dam Diamonds
Harder than some concrete
This flow gold
So I'm beefing up the beat
The check hit
So the whole team eats
Can't beat me
Definitely can't be T
Must be sleep
Counting mS
While they counting Z
The whole team count on me
An I depend on them
Rich life
What we bringing in
Were at the table
Counting M&Ms
Spreading dividends
