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Cloudy Skies

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Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Cloudy Cloudy Cloudy Cloudy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Looking around the room and all I'm feeling is the animosity
From people mad about my shine
It’s pretty fucking obvious that you tossed your sorry ass
Out the competition with that vibe
I can feel your sense of feeling threatened by my presence
Honestly I get it all the time
I'm a one man assassin, so get your sorry ass in–
Side, cuz I think I'mma finna commit a crime
It was like you thought you knew me, so you ran up on me
Like I'm just another kinda chump
But guess what homie you know really don’t know me
And I ain’t the type you gonna wanna front
On the first try it’s do or die, cuz I won’ lie
I won’t be putting up with another stunt
I'm not the type to be second guessed, but guess what this is
That’s right– you getting cut
Let me tell ya a story about that one guy that came by
He was a guy from around the way
This homie be acting like he knew me
Pretending we was cool and we was okay
But I heard from another sir
That this guy was tryna put me down with what he say
Now the guy only got one eye
When he looking in the mirror he’s thinking about that day
Too many ya’ll thinking you can come through
And act like cuz I'm quiet means that I ain’t insane
But the truth is you looking stupid
When your out there cracking jokes, making claims
My shit’s aimed at slaying ya making ya my victim son
Working ya, cutting ya like the wind
And with these fists these murderous lyrics
You know that I will rein supreme
If you think I’m the type that won’t front
Come and try try try try try try
If you thinking I ain’t a lunatic
That bullets won’t fly fly fly fly fly fly
Come and see homie
'Cause you’s about to die die die die die die
These your last words
Come and say good bye bye bye bye bye
Do you really wanna try me
If so lets take it outside, B
Too many words have already been said
It’s gonna be a 1-8-7
Murder to your fucking head
Do you really wanna try me
If so lets take this outside, G
Too many words ‘ready been said
There’s gonna be a 1-8-7
Redrum, now you’re fucking dead
Oo you really need a second verse, cuz I don’t rehearse
I can slay off the top of my head
And I could be making disparaging comments about your style
Your wifey, or shitting on your friends
But all I gots to say, is that the only cool thing about you
Comes not from you but instead its from all of them
And every time that you on stage, you remembering
I let you live because of my pity for your kin
And maybe I'm coming at you too sharp with a murder song
Making threats like I'm so fucking hard
But shit ain’t always sunny star, no time for drama
And your complaining goes on endlessly too far
It would be easier to just bury ya
Put you six feet under, soil in my yard
But the consequences is worse than death
I’s the embarrassment of being the victim of my song
Every single battle that you wanna have it’s gone my way
And every single time you acting like you wanna play
Really you just coy, just afraid
But I'm still standing here in the center of the stage
Fists, knives swords, blades, guns, AK's, grenades
I'm the Highlander if ya want to test my claims
There can be only be one that remains
You can be feisty and small, or too tall to ball
You be bigger than biggie, but i’ve conquered the them all
And i’ve got the resolve, to slay the world, bring on the fall
Laying every op on the floor putting all a ya'll up on the wall
Just a reminder to the rest of ya'll
That when I pass by
You best nod
Or you might be my next victim
To fall
Do you really wanna try me
If so lets take it outside, B
Too many words have already been said
It’s looking like a 1-8-7
Redrum to your fucking head
Do you really wanna try me
If so lets take this outside, G
Too many words ‘ready been said
Oh my lord it’s a 1-8-7
Murder murder, now you’re dead
If you think I’m the type that won’t front
Come and try try try try try try
If you thinking I ain’t a lunatic
That bullets won’t fly fly fly fly fly fly
Come and see homie
'Cause you’s about to die die die die die die
These your last words
Come and say good bye bye bye bye bye

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