Lyrics:
dope had his balls
Got small methamphetimes with colors to be Cray-ola
Took the drunkest O-A, and let the X take shit over
No need to get juiced
cannot erase
Take copy and paste
Penning these verses and eight
The penmanship I exude is of dystopian taste
Characterized by world issues full
Of drama
that, dead now bring
Dragged his limp body back up the stairs
Really couldn't control it, blood everywhere
They said his name was Sonny, but I don't even
hops on top and she take control
This between us, she won't tell a soul
Our secret, it's how we keep it
Not everybody's business, who I sleep with
the wind blows I couldn't control my needs ... Late night invite i did not go something had a hold over me
Ever since that accident I haven't been the same
on the nigga face
Like I'm Ray Nathan
Hook
Shake the fire pen, take the handle grip
Couldn't control it fully
Couldn't handle the kick
Bitch my gun got a broken
Every drop of pain is like a dagger in my soul
Feeling like I'm trapped in a never-ending black hole
But I refuse to let it take control
I'll rise from
out of your misery by frying pan
Even though demons are feeding on you and your dying in pain it was your plan
Cuz I warned you don't take the vaccine,
bosses and take hostage
Your whole setup, from the ground up we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts for
and take hostage
Your whole setup, from the ground up, we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts 'fore niggas pop
And as time goes by I take a look at things changing inside
If I could make this dream then what would be mine
Like if I have to sell my soul would it come
On the gang
I ain't talking sex i'll take your brain
On the gang
On your homie shirt that where we leave your stain
On the gang
I'll kill a nigga
Leaves a blank space the shape of a split mirror
Behind
To polish
My sick soul
Then demolish it all
Nobody wants to take control
Everyone wants to be free
bitches tonight
Drive by make sure you take out the lights
Three five inna air got me high as a kite
Momma said I'm am the greatest
Holding that over my
fall victim somehow
But that's that game
Won't try to explain
From books to bricks
Now I see crooks and tricks
Caught up in the mix
Of everyday in
means necessary
I gotta get it by like any means
Write it record it mix and master it I produced it
This is what I call a day in the office, who's this
Jurrasic 5 Together
Hey yo my quality control, captivates your party patrol
Your mind, body, and soul
For whom the bell tolls, let the rhythm
head is at their height
Or you grab the system and you flip it by the head
I'm a take control and make a villain with this red
They don't look out for
It's a circular thing
c spiral in a ring
You can't hold it in your hand
Or get it on demand
You can't tell it what to do
It takes control of you
But
the water like I'm
Throwing pebble on the lake
Need to take a break
Go over by the river of dreams
I mean this shit is not what it seems
I'm confused by what
keep going on like this I'll go insane
Take a step over the edge watch me break
There I go again
Spiraling out of control like the wind
Hit like
want to rumble
Mix 'em and cook 'em in a pot like gumbo
Goin' off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at your ass
So give it up
to rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no
to rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no
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