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-Get get get get
-Got got got got
-Blood rush to my
-Head lit hot lock
-Poppin’ off the
-Fuckin’ block knot
-Clockin’ wrist slit
-Watch bent thought bot
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-[Verse 1]
-Tail pipe draggin’ volume blastin’ bailin’ out my brain
-Red light flash
-Dem stop I smash
-Abraxas, hydroplane, massive
-Catch this flight flow
-Rainin’ madness
-Mastered mine and laced
-The ave with black cat fish tailin’ waves of stratus
-Curb right ta far left lane
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-Don’t wait for me, if I care
-Bout anything, anywhere
-Losin’ myself, I get the stares
-What I’m lookin’ at, wasn’t there
-(Wasn’t there)
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-Nothin’ out there
-Can’t stay inside
-Hit the bar, sleep deprived
-Who drove the car
-I’m still alive
-Up in smoke, moon was low
-How’d you know
-Didn’t say I did
-Whose is this, you know what this is.. but do you know
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-[Hook]
-Fly inside out
-Rot dem big shot simp slot shit but a one hit quick stop
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-[Verse 2]
-So many ways
-Ta skin the frame
-Remember when
-First got strange
-Now I just think it life obey
-So what comes next
-Right away
-(Right away)
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-Raise the cup, tilt it dry
-Come black cloud
-Cover the sky
-Tongue thought pupil
-Of your eye
-Sickness moves you can’t deny
-Lickin’ thought you mastermind
-For mercy man cry
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-Yeah I’m knowin’ and
-You know why
-Nail thought mental
-Ever dem try
-Pigeon hole me get crucified
-Can’t clone this edge
-What’s it cost
-To lose your head
-Wit out end up lost
-Should be askin’
-Where’s the safe
-Born wit a ski mask
-On my face
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-[Hook]
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-[Verse 3]
-Lycanthropic manic cycles
-Fire water burnin’ bibles
-Wake up ragin’ call a taxi
-Take me to the nearest city
-Cell light up yeah get at me make it quick though blood im busy (get busy)
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-Drilled a hole into my head
-Pierced the bone and
-Felt the breeze
-Lift my thoughts out
-Dem sick bed
-Wit a pair of crow
-Skeleton wings
-Know nothin’ since then
-It seems
-Been floatin’ thought
-The nexus threadin’ dreams
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