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Trying to puncture on my life by filling up my lungs
The shit you call air, but I call it death
'Cause it makes me choke and lose my breath
My
of red paint on my head
Splashed me with red all over
A great big bull was passin' by, caught eye of me
And came chargin' at me full steam ahead
Gore'd me
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood
we did it
Know that we did it for real
Despite all the mountains and climbing
We came out on top of the hills
Just look now we riding
We flying we fly
pop out by myself, now I be too shiny, these niggas a rob me
You gotta wake up, this shit is real, niggas be outside getting killed
I just be focused
blood red
over the hill. And the first people got up
and looked out of their window, they saw a
great big shadow in front of the sun. And
they could feel
Ain't that 'bout a hoot?
What you so mad about?
Them god damned city folks commin' 'round these here hills lookin' for
a piece of that tender young
dashin' through the snow
In a candy red top 6-4
Over the hills I go
Laughin' at this hoe
Nuts on rich and rings
Makin' me feel right
Oh what fun
lil' white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin' committed by white people
So why the fuck police still shootin' up my people?
like Nigel
I just wanna huddle with the squad and make a move
And know if I throw it up they finna throw it up too
Sometimes I take the Bateman I see red
a good day finally got my bills paid
Pulled up to the Caf just got hit on by the lunch lady
The J we flamed is kicking in my brain is feeling hazy
Got
Through the prism of humor
I filter my pain
Boredom beating down on me
Like the rain
Up and down the hill again
I play this stupid game
For so long now I
they've felt it too
A better life without the rows of static guilt
And under pine trees up the hill
Drink whiskey by the chapel doors
I'm a burden, but I'm
through tonight
Patagonia when I walk your hills, I feel free
I feel Free
Hummingbird fly on by
Red hawk turns in the sky
Jim dreams here
Feel his spirit
Dumb hot
Out on Sunset
Blowing kush
From the one time
You get a contact
Catch ya ass at the red light
Wanna run at 'em sideways in a Hellcat
never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the hill
Will make a flame grab a chinchilla
Quite like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see
never seen ice baby
Not vanilla, not a breeze on the hill
Will make a flame grab a chinchilla
Quite like the words I built up to
Fuck guppies, I see
briefcase
And we're taking cutbacks somebody gotta get dropped
Capital investments by sequence automatic mechanical problem secure
Space investor,
up
By those others, their brethren and fellow servants
Who were to die as they had died
Then, in my vision, he broke the sixth seal
And with that
that I read about
Ruins are decorated with the real
Humans and miracles blood has been spilled
So run up the hill but nope there’s a gate code
Didn’t
Pulled up in a black vert
Pulled up in a black vert
Red guts who got murk'd?
Hopped out wit no shirt
Smellin like OG purp
Lil mama chasin me had
morphine she dive for a hit (damn)
This song sponsored by cherry hill best (huh)
Two thirds of the 1-8-1 cartel (what it is shor)
From the up the hill anyway
her be
I spread her legs, it was heavenly
On a pedestal, they trynna level me
I'm high on a hill in the Beverly's
Met up by the spot, eating Lebanese
and my left Like I’m ambidextrous
Mixing up that fet Have that dog fetch
Now she can’t catch her breath tell dat hoe relax sis
Now we don’t follow rules We
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