PASS (feat. Aura.)

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Zoru

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Pull aim shoot spray when shit is heated there's no time to play
Swerving like a Rip Stick aim with precision with the blick Then cock it
Boom Boom goes the stick heard his name was Rick
Doing the job real quick Body all white he must be sick
Can't slip don't be slick Bullets left his neck all cricked
Now bring him to a ditch So there's no chance of a snitch
Aye pull aim shoot spray When shit is heated there's no time to play
Swerving like a Rip Stick Aiming with precision with the blick
He not surviving Nor his Purgatory It's time we end his story
With a forty puncture it Bow In his cherry
Pull up with a akkk spray until the white meat show on his face (Do do)
If you want to see Mac do stand up allow him to lead you to Heaven's Gates
(Knock knock)
Watch the demons tear through the stairs to introduce you to your fate (Was good)
Turned hood then drank our blood and drowned now you wonder why its too late
It be what it be it is what it is business is business (Yuh)
Slow down on the drugs before the sig make lethal decisions (P-pew)
Remove your eyes, lungs, and heart time for lethal incisions (Brr)
Kidnap him and stash him make sure you execute it with precision
Asking bout my authenticity you more than curious (What)
Might as well show what my mind look like since you swear I ain't serious
Come closer let me carve your face let me show you I'm serious
All of sudden you want to runaway but I thought you was curious (What Happened)
Oh you telling telling (Hear)
Oh that's evident evident (See)
Clean and burn the evidence (Sweep)
Hurry peel out the residence (Speed)
Find his location, pin it and send it, there's no time for settling (At all)
Snatch him up, wrap him up, and bombard em just like the president (Bop)
Bruise his body break his bones cut him from limb to limb
Pour the gasoline and look him in his eyes so he know that he met his match
Place a wire on him douse him then the building so we can truly hear his suffering
Bring the tanks out and roll him in the fire to reassure there's no coming back
Pull aim shoot spray when shit is heated there's no time to play
Swerving like a rip stick aim with precision with the blick then cock it
Boom Boom goes the stick heard his name was Rick
Doing the job real quick body all white he must be sick
Can't slip don't be slick bullets left his neck all cricked
Now bring him to a ditch so there's no chance of a snitch
Aye he not surviving nor his purgatory it's time we end his story with a forty
Puncture it bow big whole in his cherry
Don't feel safe might have to let it spit like a llama screw the talking and the drama
Scarred another mother left my brother with some trauma that's a problem
Them boys grabbed they blicks and they bamboo stick with auto switch
A band rocking out with drum chasing bands filled with funds
They dropped four bodies on the floor they out of control
They created a drowning pool with a crazy indole
Wild pitches coming fast no point of running he can't make it home
These pitches hate him so we had to strike him in his dome One two three
Letting bullets rain red dripping down his face no worries of a case
He's now faceless he prayed for no pain laid him to rest no mattress
We taught him a lesson with the smith and wesson
By inserting the pieces in the pencil using eighty two protons to fill up his vessels
No one can save him, carry his limbs had to do it at night when it's all dim
Done correctly no errors filled him with terror
No blues since there was no clues
Now the cops need to patrol at night no time to snore nervous to the core
Better stick to your pole
Can't useful as a tool
I know they starting to feel like a mule
Days later family gets a letter door opens feeling tense they see a bucket (Say what)
Kfc more like killed for cowering because we said f*ck it ha
Pull aim shoot spray when shit is heated there's no time to play
Swerving like a rip stick aim with precision with the blick then cock it
Boom Boom goes the stick heard his name was Rick
Doing the job real quick body all white he must be sick
Can't slip don't be slick bullets left his neck all cricked
Now bring him to a ditch so there's no chance of a snitch
He not surviving nor his purgatory it's time we end his story with a forty
Puncture it bow big whole in his cherry

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