Lyrics:
you like matches do
I got females in my dungeon, about fifty batches full
They're all ready to get skinned, kid, their flesh is gettin' pinned
By
an artist left
His red rock garden in the turnaround road where I sit in the morning
It gets kicked around the cul-de-sac
By those who go and double back
Scrounging through the shit to find a place to call home
To settle in, set up shop, pull out your wares and play
To sing a song to you, for you
get paid
The path was laid the bed was set
Nicky the cat from the fillmoe jets
Here go the stealo it ain't that odd
Kahn, money, clothes, broads
And hoes on the corner
Workin graveyard shift
Yeah they call me the juice
From that north north set
Where they rob for the gross
And they divey up
You stare, as I walk by
Can't tell you why
The reasons I lied
And I know, I hurt you so
I made you cry
And now I must go
And though your love
the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/
I seem to get
stayed in war mode
My gats stayed unlocked ready to unload
Loungin' waitin for the drama to unfold
But luckily we never had to go there
Lucky for them
Worldwide, I'm ready to ride and show my niggas some love,
I'm still in it to win it, every single second in a minute,
Black Menace to the finish, heart dark
fantasy become reality
No lie so when you slide let the ride set a side
Adore me by the the orgies multiply
Tellin me gettin me sayin it with your eyes
Come on baby, set my soul on fire
Love me like no one's ever domne before
Dribe me crazy, baby eith desire
Get me where you want me and I'll ask
He used to get straight A's
Nowadays get way payed is the pet phrase
Set the stage, preferably night time
Daylight reserved for research
the door yeah we breaking in your ear drums ready or not here it comes. Turn me up a little louder crank the amp to full power we do it every night and all
if you'll carry me to heaven up above
I just can't seem to make it on my own
Jesus stopping by to see if I'm alive
My house is not so ready yet so
let's set it,
off right now, I know my whole crew's ready.
If it's on it's on, if it goes down then let it.
You little bitch ass, that's right I said
yours in a hall of echoes
This is your DNA
'Do not alter' it's your constraint
Sights are set guns are primed
By your halter forever defined
So when you
of what you hear
Don’t believe in ghosts?
The Lost Angel’s here
Don’t think your friends will set you up?
It’s your year - it’s going down
And when it does,
got shot in his head
EBK, bitch, I said what I said
They speaking on JB so everything dead
On the set, we been buggin' and boomin'
We ready to flock
cut your nails
Absolution
You’re confused by delusive talk
But Christ on water’s still ready to walk
Absolution
Never lose sight, Never
yourself
Hey, Wilbur. Hit me one time!
Hit me one time
You'd better watch out now
We're here
Just hit me one time
cre you ready?
Let's go
Said, pop
let you down, my love
You set the fire in my heart
I lost the dice but realized that I'm alive by your side
You can wear my blue coat 'cause you know
set to marry someone else at
The end of the night
They say you fight the greatest jihad
In your heart and your mind
And fight the hardest when
You start
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