Lyrics:
Fuck with me, you know what it is
I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg,
Fuck with me, you know what it is
I shoot you arm, leg, leg, arm, head
The heater burnin' bruises on my hip this year
I shoot your arm, leg,
Sticking a pitchfork through your navel
Having diarrhea 'til your colon falls out
Getting your arm bitten off by a trout
49 ways to die
49 ways to die
muted take it in stride and head inside
For this is the last night before I make that move
By morning I'll be scrambling with several things to prove
The website is under construction
The website is under construction
But there's no need to worry
We've just been in Jersey recording an album for you
Makes me think "get rich quick; take all I can"
They're too busy spending on the means of destruction
To ever spend a penny on some real construction
Makes me think "get rich quick; take all I can"
They're too busy spending on the means of destruction
To ever spend a penny on some real construction
Makes me think ";get rich quick; take all I can"; They're too busy spending on the means of destruction To ever spend a penny on some real construction
world
Evolution has made us
Ignorant community
Obsess by the bad technology
Surpassed by our understanding
Unconsciously it's easier
To lower the arms
Yeah
Trying to make sure that we all living easy
That we all living
We chasing the mills
My brothers want teeth and their necks and their arms to be
Crowding the views
I wonder how much housing is used
Downtown under construction
Sounding loud and confused
Down tempo and woozy
Hard techno and trap
The track of dancing lights shone boldly and without reservation
It was programmed by the technician who fought to keep his job
Amidst the pressures
The track of dancing lights shown boldly and without reservation
It was programmed by the technician, who fought to keep his job
Amidst the pressures
The track of dancing lights shown boldly and without reservation
It was programmed by the technician, who fought to keep his job
Amidst the pressures
and substitutions then you're jarred by mass confusion
This vessel might impair what's special forcing closures distanced and nestled
Do we bide our time by our very
Hahaha my diamonds be dancing
My diamonds be jumping
Yo Suave you really made these Niggas stay in they lane
They stay by plan now
Suave Hey, ou
think "get rich quick; take all I can"
They're too busy spending on the means of destruction
To ever spend a penny on some real construction
Watch
facelift
By my name of hieroglyphics you could say I'm prolific
I left something for lost ones who missed the space ship
All aboard these concepts beyond
you want to kiss me?"
This goes on halfway across the cobbled bridge
Driver pulls ahead, gets out by the construction fence
Ambles towards him
kickdown, got my own shit loud
Shot heard around the world
Uplift, bench press, arm curl, keep the structure of the temple
To make things simple, my
She tattooed her failures on her arms which ran wrists to shoulderblades
She wore them above her charm bracelet given to her on her birthday
tryers with no arms and legs
Using mouths to paint nice art
And then those other callus individuals
Pushy with a cold hard heart
Scapegoats of society
Drug
Construction worker bih you kno I keep that steal
My lil niggas in the field plus my cousin Doodie he been on a bid
& my other cousin she just got a kill
Prayin
our future
I never will forget the way she leaped into my arms
And we embraced for like forever this a moment I will mourn
For the next several years we
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