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Dudes are full of jealousy they b**ches and liars

P**sy and coc*ine are kings so the biscuits are fired

Won't stop me from f**kin'

Or gettin snipped till' I'm wired

I'm just sayin' how I feel cause this sh*t's got me tired

I'm exhausted by my street hustle but it caused it

Death echo around in my town it had me nauseous

And I ain't talkin' about the film that you see me in

I'm talkin' about the snakes

Tryin' to kill him in the green BM

My guns are loaded my mind is out of my head

My sons my motive my grind is hide till' I'm dead

My nines exploded my enemies started a ble

Fishes will bleed once the missions with me

I'll put a body on it wipe it give you pistols for free

You's a small timer ain't no one as vicious as me

I'm the dark angel scriptures that religits can read

This is real think its hard to believe

THE F**K OUTA HERE

God is great guard your space

One hand wash the other both wash the face

And I heard crack so much it's hard to ace

38 revolver flow it's hard to trace

God is great guard your space

One hand wash the other both wash the face

And I heard crack so much it's hard to ace

38 revolver flow it's hard to trace

Like rockin' a rollie and polo

Competition screams uncle like Napoleon Solo

You think education is expensive

Try ignorance instead

Try a pistol to your head

Now you're bringing in the bread

Seal with the fists

Half a dozen gunmen hate amongst brothers

Once powerful empires crumble up into nothing

Everything is started as a thought

So-called reality is a matrix

That's transmitted by brain regions

Across optical and neurological modules

Throw cars with our minds like Chronicle

Nothings impossible

I could beat you with the barrels

Then heat you with the hollows

Be in Giza with the pharaohs

And then have pizza at the

Brought the devil to your house

Say hi to Satan

Then put the metal in your mouth like Iron Maiden

I'm a cross between Mike Tyson and a ice titan

White lightning

Beats and thundering lyrics are quite frightening

God is great guard your space

One hand wash the other

Both wash the face

And I heard crack so much

It's hard to ace

38 revolver flow it's hard to trace

God is great guard your space

One hand wash the other both wash the face

And I heard crack so much it's hard to ace

38 revolver flow it's hard to trace

Necronomicom-bat I'll leave it at that

Leavin' the game hallucinations only even the plain

Look I'm keepin' it cane

I mean coke

Replacing the pope

Keep the long arm in the coat

You want the serial killer sh*t

Late night break in the house

Throw the dog a steak

And f**k your wife on the couch

I'm wiping em' out

Murder f**kin' kids in their bed

Ted Bundy cause I'm takin' the head

Lefts not back

I'm a thought a dream a concept

Ready for combat

Go ahead and pull the trigger

You want that welcome to the grid of reverse reality

I'm a use a program mentality salary

John 3:16 I'm seeing the gleam see in your eyes

Seeing you believing the lies

Motherf**kers are never nice guys remember that

All your faggots talk sh*t from the back

Come on man

God is great guard your space

One hand wash the other both wash the face

And I heard crack so much

It's hard to ace

38 revolver flow it's hard to trace

God is great guard your space

One hand wash the other

Both wash the face

And I heard crack so much

It's hard to ace

38 revolver flow

It's hard to trace