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Techs with the leather grips, especially on nights to send a message with
It spin your head like the exorcist, bring the reverends in
I pray my soul to rest, leash these demons that I tether with
Either I pray to god, or fire from the bushes like the book of Exodus
The henny sip got me euthanized, the trenches where we do or die
Heroine overdoses put too many in that suit & tie
You know the drill, they come off the benches looking for shooting time
The fiends form a base line, the traps be running suicides
This is the best one so far
 
People its time to hit a lil close to home
Blackout
Guns break bones
Stomp u in ya new grave
Break gone
By time u read this
Jesus stop me from leaving his boys in the same hole with him
Im chillin
Dont tell me u got me then turn to a thief in the night
Ill be a chef with the knife
Ill get u high as a kite
u thought the devil was bad
ill strangle the devil like gimme the cash
You playing alot funny nigga
I make money pulling into a ho
The gucci wallet got bigger
 
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