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So I was fine with a twisted dime with my wicked rhymes
But my dime wanted scripture lines just to red her eyes
In my mind thinking up a lie just to pass the time
Am I alive? While I sunk and sigh she just suck me dry
While I drive hope I hit the sky come and take my life
What is life without the evil side? We feast upon the feeble eyes
We toast upon the dead and split bread whenever the demons rise
Bullet in my head if the meds don't get me by 25
Beat it till the bed is bloody, juices running down her thighs
Penis sucking fake little buddy, Judas running through your eyes
Loser is just what am I
Searching but we cannot find
Got your girlfriend under the desk like this shit is columbine
Bitches, they all young and so reckless it's always drama time
Glitching through my life I project a picture that's so sublime
Visions in the night I protect the picture that's in my mind
Sinning takes your life there's no second guessing now give me mine
We all have our own light I respect my people with open arms
Arms I got are slight I could smack you up with the golden palms
Gracious with the knife I'll make sure to leave something for the mom
Grateful for my pipe and she patient when I'm up in the mall
Statements on my life I guess imma have to go make a call
Patiently get right while I hold the grip and she kiss my balls
Vacancy to strife when I pop the slip and ignore the call
Paper leaf for flight, that's a P.L.F. people live for fun
Asking me "Like when do I see you next?"
Thinking that's a dub
People live for pleasure my fix is drugs and a couple guns
Jesus was a rebel the evidence speaking from my tongue
Speaker bump is elegant, heaven sent when I hit the drums
Petey thumping heavy synths and strumming through for every cord
Wheatie munch, wake up at 6, go take a piss then hit record
Plead for love, regret my wish then run off with another whore
Need for lust, for what I give I shouldn't get another score
Weep for us, pray we live, hope to earn a little more
Keep it tucked, save the kids, stack it till it's from the floor
Packing till my blood don't flow, racket bumping flood your soul
Capping, steady acting, lil bastard active now get him rolled
Flaccid when attacking his tactics are getting really old
Absent for the fashion of being bashful and never bold
Lashing for the bashings and everlasting toll on my soul
As I think back about you
I just sink down into my tomb
As I think back about you
I just sink down into my tomb

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