Lyrics:
I know the minds behind them, they are riddled full of
Holes
Not to be trusted with their hands at the controls
Their eyesight it is twisted by
She's got red shoes
And a bad excuse
Suitcase in hand
And a head full of blues
When the mind goes bad
The body gets put to use
You can call it war
She say I'm pressure told lil baby inside me of full of steam
Niggas a come around to bring you down a ends to the means
You can't hang around me if
Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow
Frame by frame
With two minutes that take ten years to live out
Yeah, let's do that
Telephone poles
to the sure-cure, the treatment of our ills,
A hot-shot of cobalt, and a pocket-full of pills,
Speaking always of the enemy, who lurked across the sea,
While they
the stoupe is
Yeah, told 'em, have gun will travel
Blowing herb metals, black son still gravel
Bronzeman, oblong javelins in my cabinet
Detroit submit
it's a game 'til them thangs come out
I bang out 'til your brains hang out
'Cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga
It was a full
who trippin' at? - Point niggas out
'cause right now I'm full of that spinach that'll knock Lennox out
The Mack-10 is out, as well as the gauge
Sipping on baiju
Looking at a waif for my waifu
Look at his face make way for the kaiju
Carry that heat by my hip lil' rifle
Don't like you, man
up real with acting tough
Matter fact full 'em up like did you have enough
They ain't giving out metals for acting tuff
I'll give you a couple metals
because my speech is cryonic
Yeah I let you niggas know there’s different levels
I don’t need to click the blicky when I’m made of liquid metal
You niggas
persons are paid, just tortured and slain by right wingers
It's not morbid or vain to force disorder on the order on the order they claim
I fight evil
escape
Thru the net I skate move metal glaciers on the web I lace
And Meditate until I levitate higher than heavens gates
From hell I blaze dog faced flesh
Who's better, followed by some crickets with the extra silence
Full metal alchemist, shooting metal back at him
I N.ever D.eliver L.ess that should have
Closet full of problems that’s
Irrelevant by every bid
Layin’ next to the skeletons in the evidence
Closet full of problems that’s
Irrelevant by every bid
bland ballad
Take me out the country full of fake tampered ballots
More people living under bridges under pallets
Under blankets under jackets
What's
MF DOOM: It ain't nuttin' like, Hip Hop music
It ain't nuttin' like a fist full of cash
Or a bliss full of the hash
That twist like a mustache, from
give a fuck
Never playing by the book, between the lines they won't help you up
Still grinding til my bezel bussin
If I got it need that metal tucked in
if you kill mine
Pool full of blood if he dead he can't revive
He get cracked by these bullets like they playing for the d line
Chop shit
This is not
mortality
Better than the devil
Say you never never wanna settle
Caught and fettered by the metal
Now you're trapped beneath the filth
Willing one to enter
around, I think this syrup was made for me
I love that lighter sound, just know that I get full of weed
In love with all my drugs, I know my drugs love me
really helps me feel accepted
Under a lot of pressure so I'll even it
Full metal jacket supports my actions on the receiving end
Moving in better
Metal in the duffel
I'm all about my chips
I gets my ruffles
Joey I got ya
These boyz bluffing
I'm doin' the hulk hogan but they ain't sayin' nothin'
get ya face twist
Cartel cocaine by the cases (cases)
Cartel mo' cars then the races (races)
A-K's on a lear jet (g-4)
Rick Ross I'ma Real threat
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