Lyrics:
Sparkin' up the flame hit the blunt and blow smoke
Watch it float, relax and take notes, I talk to ghosts
Everytime they visit I'm inspired by their quotes
bumpin Ghetto D by P and C and the Shock kid
Cuz most of what's on the radio today is just dog shit
My shit is so cited, I pressed it in braille
Got Helen
heavenly sent
I prayed for every cent
I think I gotta repent
I murder every event, ooh yah!
I'm tryna prevent, death but it's looking so damn imminent
just slightly misdirected
Murder by numbers
Straight undercover
Step into my, and you're six feet under
Do a dance
And let them know that you're
A blunt knife, kept out of sight, should be mandatory.
To end a life (that's) a waste of time, a murder in the making
Misunderstood, opposed
the Vatican
Silicon deaths in Hollywood, famine in Sudan,
Atomic tests by India, France and Pakistan
It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor,
If
Manslaughter in the flesh, an apprentice of God
Redeemer with a knife, murder divine
Existence of the grotesque, souls glowing with defeat
discovered by mistake
Drop it as far from shore as possible otherwise it'll pop up at low tide or
be seen by some fisherman's opticals
Distributing! Body
of poppin' my pistol bangin' the brains
I'm leavin' the niggas sho' 'cause I don't want to be judged
by a 12 than carry by 6
[Flesh]
I'm a empty
turned thirty-eight
There ain't no free lunch, gotta earn your plate
Increase in the murder rate
Outside early trying to earn a date
I can tell you shook
know how like it
Murder Music on the Bluetooth tender lovin' violence
I’m killer no homi
Drug dealer since a teen.
Fiends fiend for drugs, we fiend
Surrounded by nymphomaniac lesbians
Act a fool, clap around, get crazy
Drunk to the fest again
Act a fool mo'fucker -
Get skin-stripped alive
A hydra beast
You get away with murder i write the eulogy
I'm the medic that you turned to
For every injury i'll handle every crisis
Boost you up, I'm on my knees
Fucking concurrence à vomir!
Entre Drive-by en bolide! Zlat'Hayce
Compte plaider la folie!
Dès l'enfance on est
Différent comme 2-Chainz!
C'est le diable
looking so nice.
Gotta a bad bitch yeah by my side.
If I go rollin it up in a swisher
You know how we did it's just for my Uncle
I gotta get it, smokin that
Twenty two kids get shot today
Eight of them don't go home
By murder and by accident
And for reasons no one knows
Mothers inconsolable
Blinded in your
The son of vengeance is ready to fight
From darkness to light
The justice will strike down upon Bezrael
From heaven to hell
All of the murders shall
the basement
Decayed away in the dark
Sit in formaldehydic placement
With your back at the wall
Burn all the evidence
Murder caused pestilence
I'm sorry
other service coming
Charles is leading by example, he's the only train that's running
All in all, we're in a doozy of a mess
So, all aboard the WTF
In the shadow of the scorching sun
With a penchant for murder
Behind a mask of flesh
With a simple purpose
Total decimation
Termination,
Step into the snow
Take a walk to the mountain
And by the half-light
You and your dark eyes
Into the black hills we go
Bloodlines in the stone
Like
I know some killers
And people that's pimping hoes
But they live by a code
Which is better than them CEOs
You think that Bezos give a damn about
t-shirt or sweater
Rain or shine, pussy, I'm attackin' every weather
Still hangin' by your thread, hopin' my life will just get better, yuh
Nigga, y'all
you keep thinking it's your boat
But I built it plank by plank, so I'ma Keep on Walkin' for sure
You don't know my life, except the hurt, the words I
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