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Pop up with that virus there's no hiding I'ma shut you down Dollar sign my eyelids multiply the drugs now I see sound Catalyst of adjectives "oh, you wanna be dead?" Let me put you in the ground Lavish in my casket bitch my blade will make up For what my heart ain't giving out Buck Knife ductaped to the M4 Real tree camo disappear in the gore Ain't nobody seen me like I'm Home Alone 4 Hundred cargo pockets like I'm heading into war Used to break doors, grab that copper Then hop in that thang now we swinging that Chevrolet We do it often, you've never seen poverty Risk it for profit, like every day Friends passing away Faster than hens, hatching some eggs Used to wakin' up to the smell two-stroke "good morning!" Gassed up, they soaked it then they take it to the head Ghosts infest my house, but I don't want them to get out I get along with them, might get a song with them Matter of fact, got a whole tape coming out I can never lie your shit I never heard it Used to look at tables like I cannot wait to turn them Now the shit's changed, every day I'm steady learnin The ones that used to doubt me fell off like the ash that's burning Blunt lit, dark black shades like Curtis Gave so much life to others feel like a surrogate Cut your hand you a tourniquet Clean up then burn the furniture Logic is always missing when Bones is at a curvature I can barely walk straight let alone think it Hundred swimming lessons still I make sure I sink you Battleship rocket at your team, that's dangerous Look at this creature so endangered Rare like angles that I don't look angry "Fuck the world" they say, "Fuck you, pay me" That there's the difference call the intermission I'll be here all week, make sure to tip your waitress What Bones, SESH, wait, what
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Elmo O Connor, Curtis Heron Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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