'88 Corvette
Dust Raps the Blues
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I ain't even in a gang But I throw the set up anyways I ain't even in a gang Mamma had Satan in her ovaries Slid out the pussy because I'm lonely Left a trail of cancer so they'd know it's me Poetry suicidal so I know it's deep F*ck god that's why I pray the anal bead rosary No streams because I'm dropping this on laser disc Tell you that your tape was fire even though I hate your shit I get the best of y'all rappers like a greatest hits My girl still hate my music cuz it isn't Taylor Swift I told y'all love is Satan Got homies doing up staters because they sold more drugs than Regan I sip the moonshine in the southern sun I disappoint the world but I guess I'm just my mother's son A one of none I ain't even sure that I exist Nihilist always rhyming over tiny violins That's why shotguns always to the right of me The whip's a two seater for my social anxiety The 4th King of the Blues Rap I've been the nicest since Tyson beat Holmes And I ain't even in a fucking gang I told em sometimes less is better bullshit and die a quitter Because tombstone carvers all charge by the letter When I die I plan to make the dirt famous Now i'm in a vett that cost less than my girl's bracelet Only rapper in my city touch a million dollars Still ride around in my sweaties up in Brilly's charger In the kitchen with a whiskey bottle Staring at the recipe for happiness because this shit it hard to follow So I drink it all until I find a better way Pining over women that I never wanted anyways King of Blues Rap heartbroken unlucky Say f*ck a foreign because I only drink Montuckys Cut the top off my apostles hold twelve gauges Yeah I've got a job but only until Milc's famous Self hatred solos that will melt faces Probably end it all today except that only Hell's waiting So tell satan send a blonde wife and four kids I just want to trade in all my dreams for this mortgage Instead I'm waiting for this of acid to absorb in Burning out your window in my '88 Corvette I ain't even in a gang But I throw the set up anyways I ain't even in a gang But I throw the set up anyways I ain't even in a gang But I throw the set up anyways I ain't even in a gang But I got the thing on me anyways I aint even in a gang But I got the thing on me anyways
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