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collapsing
The killings the murder
The rap the defilement
The distractions of property
The slotter of youth
Because of one thing they ask for
Freedom

for your love commit murder
By anything in dirám and dollar
Forever and ever
Ma lo kana sho ye
Bills on me trigger the trips
One bottle two bottles

Who held it down
When da knots were loose
Slurring my words, sipping on goose
Darling take two shots, livin up
Pour another cup, drink it up
Paranoia,

walk by I pause and lost track of time
If I get the green light I put it in drive
We look like two branches when they intertwine
Ya know ya kill me when

extenuating shittyness
Butch I went thru anything I spit and ain't pretended if
I really hadn't sacrificed my ass would still be acting white
Exasperated by

I've never felt stranger
Staring down, my muscles stiff
Oddly enough though
There's murder in the air, they gather like crows
The unknown, built

am but I stick to the code
Say what you want but I'm only progressing
First of all everything goes by the second
Plotting up murders the end of October

I'm not feeling lonely
At your spot for the night
I'll be gone by the morning
I'm just here for the night
For the night
For the night
For the night

these niggas some jokes haha
Walk down a opp with the stick what the fuck is a drive by
Lets get this shit on and poppin
Hop onna beat ima roll it you

it's business code
Two bosses Caravels I'll be one in the travel
Arriving in your area like we came by the shipload
Don't be afraid of the shadows
They

Hey
Mic check one two
LP!
See

Only lord knows me
I give ma third world poetry
As my vocal travel overseas
Black child performing the anomalies

to death
I must be in a coma
Cuz murder circle round me like the track at Daytona (verrr)
I ain't got a English muffin
But I still got the toaster (right)
My

Get inside! Get inside!
What could be worse than a plague of locust?
How about an invasion, by so-called Murder Hornets?
Get inside!
Get in your

really cares

Nobody really cares
Nobody really cares

One, two, three, yuh yuh

Middle finger so high I'm yellin' 'yo fuck the feds!'
Yo my people grind

Call me late, what do you need?
She's got a body she needs buried
Before we're captured by authorities
She came first to admit to me
Committed murder

Aye they gone judge me by my past not my future

I advise you not to try me
On my own who right beside me
Pistol on my waistline
I be solo when im

non stop
Im from the 732
Which also means
Itll take 7 rounds
To murder bout 3 of you 2
When you seein whos who
Know if I fuckin said it I fuckin meant

I usually pick up shifts on Christmas due to boredom and double time
Plus people always bring baked goodies I don't mind pity treats, that's fine by

liked the music
but he hated the (words)
2live, geto boys, the bay was a sleeper
screw driver scooters
traffickin stolen beepers
southern drawls
yes yes

G
L
I
ZZY
Big AP nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Purge mask, all black attire nigga this ain't god's plan
2 black trucks, blixky tucked we came to do the devil dance

You now witnessing the god go head thank the lord
Beats by Slimer know the boy be going hard
Left a bloody murder crime about to be charged
Headed

the glove/
Coordinated drip that I’m drippin/
Look at the flick of the wrist when it glisten/
You can see imma star from the vision/
I get off wit murder ain’t

of love they ask is it even allowed

No more creeping around, just the two of us together
Bundle up with chains and leather through the change in jersey

shooting
No i can't stay stuck
No i will keep moving
Even though I got these two ugly bitches watching what I'm doing

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah,