Its a must that I bust any strap you hand to me it's inherited it runs in the Family nigga in the town got pounds of beef threaten a niggas life make
Cancel my subscription Read between the lines Cancel my subscription Ain't running for the prize Here's to their demise Here's to their demise Here's
Square in the face So many spacecraft Hovering over like a third eye Why am I Hovering over myself I'm flipping out in the magazine neighbourhood *neighborhood
Fallow fields have fallen, sallow, sallow Victim to encryption, disclosing an unspoken plea. And the stars sang of the scorpion sun. to impale impaling
Tell me your name oak, aider and pine you all look alike a little bit dry Show me your tears I'll show you mine they look alike a little bit dry
[Verse 1] It's a must that I bust any strap ya hand ta me It's inherited, it runs in the family Niggaz in the town got pounds of beef Threaten a niggaz
Evil walks among us in the guise of man killing to be blessed, the innocent pray and die... I stick a knife into his head and twist it through his brain
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