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Heathens

by TuRa

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I'm with my heathens, we listen to reason We don't believe ya', it's all in a season Harvest ya' crop, we callin' the reaper Callin' us evil, we will come see you, people Perverted the truth, now this is a sequel, you feeble Weak frail-minded mothafuckas You can't stand near none of my brothers It ain't none near up above us Why y'all stare and still gettin' jealous? Why you keep lyin' mane? You wasting ya' time mane This all in the time frame, Yo' life it supply hate, oh you sippin' that Bombay? You get faded and fly away? Nah I'm up on my God brain, creatin' a five stage Come up in a fly space, I'm ready to fire plays And you can't deny great, why? I'm with my heathens Motherfuckers wanna give us a reason Breakin' it down, break a bitch down You can go pick up the pieces I got a theory, let me explain Pick you apart with a thesis You niggas scary, mine is deranged Keepin' an iron for the creases Watch out for the leeches Blood sucker, motherfuckas Parasitic lifestyle gone teach ya' You can't go to war with me I deploy any time for the feature I don't mind to defeat ya' Pick any time for the meetin' This my mind off the meter Heater, bullets fly, dot an eye for the peeper Geeker, I supply, got a high and it's cheaper Bleacher, polarized, I arrived for the preacher He just authorized, above the law, Jack Reacher TuRa, cool talk, knew y'all bout to set a whole nuke off Two bombs, blew y'all, who saw niggas play the part RuPaul Why did you bitch up? I don't need you to wish luck I'm like Malcolm X, so I rock the vest And I'm keepin' the fist up I don't pop the X, or take shots to chest I'm not here for the mixer I don't party hard, or take Adderall You must got me mixed up With these drug heads, who can't function Without substance, they dependent on they fixes Bitch I'm high off life and I meant it

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