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a pussyboy wanna beef Leave him dead in the street And fuckin' record it Leave em dead and deceased Leave em dead yeah deceased It's a fucked up industry
lot of you Who want me dead I won't forget what happened in the past I won't forget those people who wear a mask I won't forget what's been said to me I
You will die You will die You will dead You will dead You will dead You will die I will never forgive you
a raging love to wake me I need your redeeming love By your mercy I fall on my knees Father, bring what's dead to life Awaken me Your righteous fire
everything that you thought I'll never be I don't wanna see your face anymore I'll bleed Yuh Demons in my head They all want you fuckin' dead yuh Demons in my
I've been stuck in a mess Can't get out of the bed All these thoughts in my head Saying better off dead I can't seem to cope I got nowhere to go
Tell me what the war brings? You want to fell good But what all of that matters, If you are dead on the floor? Never forget the nation The world is
I been feeling down Cannot get up now Trapped inside my head Why I smoke the loud I been feeling dead Here we go again Just another kid Slowly take
Oh! Help help! Fire fire! Shit!, aye Marines dead Navy seals your ok? Aye, everybody to the presidents office We need some help right now! We have to go
The Death of one is the death of many broken dead up on the wall Crucifix a sanctuary to me its death obedient law Hatred of all humanity living life
The Death of one is the death of many broken dead up on the wall Crucifix a sanctuary to me its death obedient law Hatred of all humanity living life
the smell of dancers And the sounds of coke Stranger's kiss on my cheek Is a sad joke And If ghosting is your way Well I'm dead anyways I'm dead
Walk in the club and I'm smelling like Gucci Would fuck on yo bitch but that bitch got no booty Flat like my TV, my wrist is on freezy Dead dudes in
hear me talkin' Tell me what I say You don't ever listen To what is being said You don't ever listen I might as well be dead, yea yea Hey ya hey ya hey
when you'll bring yourself to dead The monsters they are inside, they start to creep Out of your ears, nose, eyes mouth you start to bleed The mess you
loose change You shoot no real shots, 2k Might turn up on you like Tuesday I'm a mix of Lui Kang, and Luke Cage Dead body, dead body, dead body
If you look dead into my eyes And activate my sparkle button I'ma want to bend it over I'ma give you something I been thinking 'bout it When you
Stop me dead in my tracks Before I do something that I can't take back Smack me dead in the mouth Lest I give the vultures something else to devour
stressed on the run And nothing be left when it’s done I’m just a speck in a strum I can go dead on the one I can dead on the phone Call me whenever you want
I got stalkers like I own a supermarket Lookin' different, so they see an easy target Got a halo, feelin' dead, x to mark it Line my body
a gun Keep snorting lines with a tendency Try and erase all the memories Making them dead to me All of them thoughts of you being the one The way that I
your protest will have no flowers to stay This life their lies leave us no hope Through the ashes of... Of this Dead world That's the only truth HERE
I like pretty pussy when it's pink I had dead mice in my sink Back stabbing friends yous a snakes If they start shooting get the shank If I'm
Mentally I'm dead and that's the whole truth Depression took my life but that is old news You just buying everything they told you Something's missing, I'm
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