Paroles

Middle fingers, don't comply Extricate to testify Going postal antisocial We committing regicide I admit in my defense Fatal omen had a sense Too suspicious in some ditches Die without a consequence Hologram hologram pray for the fall of man Columns have fallen and left here a solid mass Monoliths radiate raised then malaise Let it seep on in imma set it ablaze Indistinct emulsified The invocation won't suffice You're bleeding too much to stabilize Reading the rites to wasted lives Said I'm a cynic Diogenes Is who I look up to so I got the keys I'm raiding pharmacies where there's a bard and beast When acrimoniously there in harmony Gave swarms of my locusts to aid it's a check Cannot reconcile no aftereffect Put em in a state of mind that they cannot escape And hate to find em automated with no shipment to scrape Hasten to fasten I'm chasing the dragon I'm snatching the cash then I'm lacing the tabs and Irrigated rivers are polluted by the generator Mechanism separating put em on a ventilator Feed me the venom injecting it willingly There ain't a difference the both of us will agree Ending this coalition quick These particles' collisions split Middle fingers, don't comply Extricate to testify Going postal antisocial We committing regicide I admit in my defense Fatal omen had a sense Too suspicious in some ditches Die without a consequence Regicide oh This mass extinction leave'em bleeding Fuck the 5 0 Don't like the mission while you sleeping At your front door With ammunition packing sweeping Through the gun smoke No you can't see me life depleting Now Whatsup hoe Red line still you niggas wasting my time Fuck you too if you ain't feeling my prime Goat tier status don't you fuck up my shine Nameless king don't wanna versus you died I'll give you niggas bastard halos like an Angel I got the rings my homie drop you like Kurt angle Don't fight it now your fading breath could leave you strangled Like how their bodies gotten twisted as they dangled We lay you dead inside of evil it's a matinee I got some dues I'm cashing out and you gone have to pay We trap a pound we getting close and just a half away They know I'm moving with the flock and niggas that afraid Middle fingers, don't comply Extricate to testify Going postal antisocial We committing regicide I admit in my defense Fatal omen had a sense Too suspicious in some ditches Die without a consequence
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