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Can't stay alive forever till I die dead
Imma stay high get better
Never mind the weather it's all love all
I wanna do is see
My bros shine together
We at the round table
All laughs bout cheddar
Tales of niggas gettin
Popped relax beretta
Doc stitch you up bitch
Make u a hat and sweater
Give you 41 unh the splash brothers
Hold my hands and head high
I got the victory
Bunch of niggas dead
No tv unsolved mystery
They'll tell me im really real
If u mention me
Call me racist hang niggas
I'm into lynchery
Do me wrong I up the score
It makes sense to me
Bars Eminem hands Ali I'm an anomaly
The percent of people
That cap is astronomical
Tryna revert from being
Devilish and diabolical
Beat a nigga in the head
Wit the hammer till it explodes
Remind me of fruity
Candy gushers let's go
Big stepper today
Might pull the Kaws out
You lying you eat
Poo poo u ain't burning Za
Get spooky bodies
Disappear like Taken
God body fuck satan
I mean shatan
Need heavy coke
And soda to get my bake on
Burning shit up shit spicy
I switched to Cajun
Stretch her out love me
Long time she on the banana boat
Cut your neck quick
Unh now smile thru ya throat
Not in the same realm
Paranormal I be wit ghosts
Don't gotta be at the bar
For you to give you the toast
So what I be wilding
I know I do the most
Like the spirit of Christian's
I feel the Holy Ghost
Head blown off shotgun
Close range holy smokes
Made plays Chicopee and holyoke
Beef Patty 50 cent looseys
Another day on the block
Can't let u disrespect me
Get checked on the spot
I live in hell understand
That's why I burn a lot
Over the course of years
In my life I learned a lot
Don't stop everyday
I strive for more growth
Gotta be a lil nicer give
Bread to them po folks
I'm a funny guy
But fuck your day up no joke
Ever look death
In the eye and not flinch
Couple stabs in ya neck
You might wince
CT NY back to Mass gotta rinse
Get green I look
It too I'm the grinch
Take it back to the 90s
Get low jump a fence
Try and talk to niggas
They dummy mind dense
Similar
To Newton's 3rd Law Of Motion
Life stopped abruptly
While you was coasting
It be the ones closest
To you that hurt you the most
Think you catch me
Lacking nigga not me
Steam boil niggas
Then call em broccoli
Reason the numbers
Is so low fuck wit papi
Elevator on way to the top
Who gonna stop me
Relentless never gone
Stop you better pop me
