St.Massacre
Rytis
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White van Black Tire Red lights Brown Steps Aint Get to smoke my ounce yet On Parole Cop Said I cant I cant I cant Nice brown eyes And Thick Thighs Waist so small Lifestyle right Born to live Live to die In this time This seems right Into me like my soul Outta me like my body Next to me like my bro girl beside me call I call her shawty Surrounding me like 5-0 The boundaries of a hobby If you riding you ride beside me No lounging it’s not a lobby Diss woo n you gon be sorry She said that she yo girl But she won’t answer yo call Your dumbass knocking on the door I’m in there knocking her walls Watched the messages come in Now I’m all alone in the end My whole life my only friends Was fuckin Gangsters and hoes Still I stay dreaming about wearing Expensive ass clothes Fuckin bitches till they stand on Top a They tippy toe Bereavement Bereavement I cannot believe it All this time spent you still think I’m a demon Baby girl take out ya camera Picture perfect like ya middle name scenic Let me handle you Through all my indecency Hope I never see what you see in me You people need to stop preeing me See I see no evil You lack common decency Watch how you treating me Ambiguity hit my life like a lottery ticket From the moment I was cashed Mom said I’m bound to be winning The shit i spit is terrific Minds racing like a civic Ain’t no going bar for bar Bitch your shit is suds I just revised the art of war I’m done wit showing love That dried up ice that’s in the freezer Ain’t as cold as us Do not invite me to no party I’m not showing up My vision blurred So I cannot see shit Can’t smell you either Can’t believe it Tensions rising And I feel it Chase your dreams Don’t let me steal it Give em Raw Ruthless Realness Say she want ride wit me Found herself spending her time wit me Back it up an squueze mi Kno seh mi love gyal weh freaky believe mi Beat up di ting gyal love how mi treat it Please me Spit pon di ting Den she treat it like sweety Mhm Bang In my fucking cabinet is the PINK cup Where the fucking liquor need to drink up Roll another one you niggas fronting Too much fronto yu gonn make the spliff disgusting Yea Yea Wrote another verse you niggas upset 2019 you know a nigga up next You Niggas Upset
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