Lyrics:
from a branch
Sit with me on the ranch
And watch silhouettes slip
Around the corners
Enough for you to come and see 'em well
Staircase squeakin'
Lights
plaque
Watch out number one cause I'm comin for your spot
Flames so hot you can call me Travis Scott
Not dr dre, I'm not the one forgot
Gonna keep flowing
Out the clouds nigga
SKiHi
Something you never dreamed nor seen
Sliding in my Jeffery West Boots
Let the dead bury the dead
Just know one day your
contained by the troubled thoughts in this head, tryna soften the Blow
Counting on the mob rule of this karma in my bones
Tape on the crown, bottles make up
you're stopped by a cop
The difference is, who advances the plot
You have to do it, and I can simply not, because
Baby, I'm the white man
I don't sing
Yeah, doing jumping jacks while asthmatic
I'm trynna breath but it's ass backwards
Rap bible Young Stone the pastor
Passing by and catchin eyes, they
Early in the evenin just about supper time,
Over by the courthouse theyre starting to unwind.
Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up.
bitches out there better watch for my traps
I do my own thing yeah I don't need a map
My life is ticking by like an hourglass
You only live once cause
you aint rich like us
Mahfuckahs round you ain't shit like us
I been on the run ever since I got a vision watch em fall off If they ain't fit like us
cut it right out and left it there on the street.
Anatomic love for An atomic girl,
the life of the party, government sent awhirl.
The men all hail,
and a crooked fork
Transformed like megatron with a fire arm and a iron palm
Set it off like atomic bomb
Face covered in the dessert storm
Bloody hands
too chill had to get away from all the craziness
Feeling like I was drowning cuz I didn't have no gills
And it's snakes underwater gotta watch out for
My circle is a small shape (Okay)
Middle of the street
Beat the beat out in broad day
I be shitting on the track
Better watch your step (Ugh)
Godmilla
my throne like tony I gotta watch my back
No excuses til I die
Should've lived those dark days with me you would've been by my side
Writing you poetry
chicken.
Before you judge quick hear me out. If you planning on success you have to expect a faulty route. Sometimes you gotta pick your battles. Then
on this way forever
Death immortal resurrected sin gut you pigs and throw you out Gore Machine I will live Forever
Hellbent for your blood I will watch you
My face is covered with a mask of plastic
Certified by our competent chiefs
No need to ask any out of line questions
I’m sure they know what’s better
there would be no burdens left,
Now I'm out here turnin heads til every person hurts there neck
Burning erbs to nurse the stress, always searching for
priest.
Peter nods vacantly. And they set out
The gatekeeper knows John and lets him through
But Peter must wait outside
Those on watch huddle around
I've sewn my seeds with a metric grosse
No footsteps go beyond it
I'll eat the death
Where the rooster crows
Flesh rodeo, yee-haw, it's
Just
that
Fuck a hater
I take em out with a fader no love for em'
It's a disgrace in this place why
They mommas ain't abort them
I take off on them feel like
(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?
(Wha-wha-wha-what? Wha-what?
Wha-wha-what? what?)
Straight out the Zu of valleys and rats
Comes those crazy cats, those crazy cats
too busy out for your loot
Enough surrounded by the stresses in black suits
Your girl polishes your shoes
Don't be mad you did what you had
Yeah
I'm on a race I've got to come out tops like fast
Life is a bitch I wanna hammer head like shark
All this cattle talking beef, I got a farm tho
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