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Luccas

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Hokahey! It's a good day to die
Ay, it's a good day to die
Don't know if you realized
Self harm scars and I know I'm right
I look like a Seraphite
Eyes on me look too light
I wonder what Seraphs like
I wonder what Sheriffs like
Is it dead flies, is it dead guys?
Is it killing niggas with mob ties in this shit?
I got blinds on my vis, but I got eyes in this pit
And I'm quick to the bliss like addicts
We blackened, bitch, we slaughterin' demons
Thought I wouldn't use a blick
Had to X these niggas out, just like a hoe I used to hit
Like everyone turned fake, I ain't answered no one in days
Except for my singular babe
B.B.B. to your face, TLC on your case, oh
B-L-G-B, I B-C-W-M-N
I been isolated with the baddest of women
I could never call her a bitch
The cost on my conscience would cost me an arm and a dick
She rock with a ham' and a sick
I Green Eggs and Ham with my chick
Ain't texted a soul, that's no pictures
Block list got bigger, uh
I been coolin' with my niggas, uh
Sam I Am not when it comes to the flicks, uh
'Cause, niggas be watching
They on my top ten, waiting to rush up the flash
Niggas be jockin'
I'm with my top ten, you could be gone in a flash
I could make you too abashed
Like the cold war and an ARP
Tax whore, with a K on me, that's sass
I'm Tay-K, bitch, I gotta blast

Drop dead, niggas flexin' on me but get no head
Op-eds, what a nigga writing when he need bread
Chopped meds, all over the floor like they some hot lead
A hot head, bullet holes from him'd make you hot red
Toe to toe, ain't a real boy like you Pinocchio
Totoro, I'm out here in the rain under a microscope
Niggas know, if I drop a dime then I reserved the loaves
You talkin' tough, but I could see the coke you snorted in your nose

'Fore I ride the wave, I rather get hit by a bus
All this shit is sus, it's like grown men in Toys "R" Us
He tried to pull my card, but he ain't seen a royal flush
These were Zel's opinions, nigga, I ain't sayin' much
Except the type of shit that Kidd had did
The folk he was amid
Nice, till he went silent
Now they seeth on his defiance
'Cause 'fore he started walking like a tyrant
He watched his friend stop breathing
That made him extra violent
It's a cold war when niggas hate the shit you do
When you reserving all your racks and treat your misses cool
I could take a seat in sidelines, might
But it's hard to cool when niggas want to f*ck your life
Hummingbirds round the air
Their wings align, a perfect pair
Through coded words and stolen glances
Love danced amidst the war's advances

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