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If I was cloned never would I be alone
Just the two of us motherfuck the Lexus
Strange fruit be hangin' in Texas
Rope be holdin the necks
should watch a nigga cry
While I sing dem lullaby
As da tears hit the floor
Dealin' shit, how not a roar?
Crunchy Black is not a whore
And Raven Red
you are my prey
You're gonna get a good taste of my blade
With your body crumpled down, you have been slain
Yo
Black flames but my hearts cold
Bad day
eyes red and
I black out right that second, oh trauma
Slitting my wrists I can't stop doing this
It makes me happy but I know I should quit
I'll face
the colours of the bloody mud
Red time in the final quarter
Teams locked 3:7:25
There hadn’t been a score for a quarter or more
Not a point to keep the game
surprised a bit that I sway to the right
but relax for a second let me do my thing with this mic
I'm not saying the red's right, I'm not saying the blue's
forgot
Niggas Try appropriate
You gon end up in a box
Take a step back out my space unless you plotting on dis
(Verse 1)
I go to war like a red
God exists, when hard fists
Be poundin' on your head like jackhammers
You're trapped in the black drama, you hear the laughter
Seconds after that you
While I do me, your words can't discourage
I proceed to flourish and stay
Nourished by the green, like a florist
This is what I do, son
This is my life
Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"
Mum loves
i made for him,
Hops in the seven
He gets six figures
When he gets off at five
I'm what he's hungry for
Three little letters and i'm in the mood (in
Black pentagrams resurrect
as a dark treacherous death
reflects the eyes of everlasting disgrace,
a burning sky with dreadful shapes
Nocturnal
of the bullet is indicated by a red flame.
AP incendary cartridges are used for destroying fuel, gasoline and for
destroying targets protected by thin armour
Everybody rap the same
Everybody sound the same
Everybody rap the same
I got 7 million Bentleys, two thousand Range Rovers
8 Jaguars designed up, 600 million
slugger, my heat seeks suckers
On the regular, mashin' in a stolen Black Ac' Integra
Cocked back, sixty seconds 'til the draw, that's when I'm deadin' ya
(This beat was made by FLIPPR)
(Alright chek it)
(Check this)
(Lesgooo)
Friends turn into foes
These hoes change for money
These bitches hate
slugger, my heat seeks suckers
On the regular, mashin' in a stolen Black Ac' Integra
Cocked back, sixty seconds 'til the draw, that's when I'm deadin' ya
in your home
That you've awakened
(Caged in a cold abyss waiting for the last devil's kiss)
Screaming red eyes
Pierce through the black
Took what was
single second
Batter up, I'mma break a record
Can't beat the machine
All of my body's a weapon
If you're a bot, I'm a circuit breaker
Human flesh, I'm
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
the girls are gonna be there
Sipping wormwood concoctions
Drinking absinthe and talking trash
It's a red carpet, black tie
All night, celestial bash
of sin for mankind tear the frail white veil from grace
The sky is black
The time has come
Unleash the beast that will feed from your flesh
The night has
the norm
I usually take two seconds to check if my guess is correct then look on my phone
I don't abide by
Stereotypes of a white guy
People love me more
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