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breath my milk and wrap to baby In day and the night to come Their little hands smooth all things out, nausea Singed by it, pulled around of my
of a master You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats Break necks of broke souls who hate me Hate he? you can't
water so them pigeons can melt (Whip, whip) sold 'caine for nine years We don't play around here (Nope) Tried to run off with that crack key Now he stay
round the pigeons Dirty dishes in the kitchen They the flies around the Dishes I told that bitch that she can't know my real Name Nah I ain't a player
the payback when it strikes cuz Cuz when you need it the most ain't no one ever around Cold world, cold world Yo, the pain's unbearable, remains
The kids are throwing stones at the bride and groom I'm playing the piano in a bombed-out room She's standing by the window taking a photograph I
growl You mild mild I chow down I'm the best bitch bow down No clowns around When I found out This five pound Make loud sounds Ain't no foul out G.I.
bottle, lotta weed, I like to meditate When they dropped them bombs, nigga we took hella weight These crooked by problems, we ain’t never straight But ima
by any means Now who's the enemy A rising star, potential to be a prodigy More than a prize, trophy or a commodity Grew up around, shooters, scholars,
the 12th led by the one We will emerge slowly as not to draw unwanted attention Yet the sound of war-cry will spell fear on the lips the the horde called
Gotti, Neo Deastro, Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth May I laugh to yourself shells, before honor and war I just can't tell I can't fake these
her? You think she gon' stick around if them twenty-five years occur? You think he can hold you down when you down behind bars, hurt? You think y'all
What? (just shut the fuck up) Huh? (just shut the fuck up) Headstrong, dead calm, Dead by Dawn Dead weight, they dead wrong, let's get it on Twelve
to catch 'em 38 Now if you want to go to war, nigga we can meet Gangsters move in silence and we don't speak Certain weight that you plead when you in
in my Glock I'm Trying to bend something I could murder these niggas Like I'mma win something But they don't make war for that There's friends with
your proof in the booth like a spy Getting on his last nerve feeling like dead weight Acting like a bastard waiting for his head shake Confronted by
of hits gets you fuckin with pigeons You outta youre mind what the fuck is you thinkin Fuck is you drinking you all in your feeings You know that we bout
Blue Cyclone, Oooh Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back And left me at home by myself to batch, And after five straight nights
feel like, i gotta spit these bars quick Before the starship gets blown up by the martians These wars aint stoppin Bipartisan prison, lets make everyone
above all you jive suckers Listen, that's word to my mother You throw a shot at me I'm throwing a shot back Your's is on a joint Mine's whistling by your
Another stray kitten's elated to play chicken Cause everyday it rain the same Array of clay pigeons they were tired The target's been over the same
draw chalk around High and reckless Disrespect what the gods respected I'm drunk, puking on the side of Sedgwick Thank my friends for my alcoholism Thank
browse tabs So if you feeling like giving in, send a message I'll hit you up by pigeon if internet disconnected This infinite intersection we living in
Everything around me, I've seen before The walls are closing on me, I'll break 'em all I'm having epic battles with myself, but I'll win the war I was raised
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