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Bloody ink on my past spelled suicide |
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Michael Jackson even passed could you scrutinize |
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F**k illuminati lies sayin' lucified |
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Baptised in the gutter motherf**ker you decide |
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Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide |
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Or the thighs on my whores they be super-sized |
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Good and bad happen wars nigga chose a side |
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Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God |
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Who am I |
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Lord Flacko |
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Painting vivid pictures call me Basquiat or Picasso |
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Capo Head Hancho now my followin's colossal |
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Ain't no box of but got the chooper thought of |
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It's like you heard God spoke |
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I've seen the ghetto gospel |
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The like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low |
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Shits to Mary Jane to make me see from them high notes |
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The bible or the rifle goodbye folks |
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Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide |
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Kurt Cobain even died could you scrutinize |
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It's a fine line between truth and lies |
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Jesus Christ never lied still was crucified |
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That's why I never judge another nigga |
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Life's a bitch but that bitch in love with other niggas |
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3-2 a bed sheets no covers nigga |
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Dirty kitchen no supper in the covers nigga |
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Sucker niggas |
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Wassup my niggas |
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So my new attitude is like F**k the niggas |
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I grew up with niggas |
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But don't f**k with niggas |
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I don't trust them niggas |
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Ain't got no love for niggas |
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Had the gold grills shine like them southern niggas |
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Kept it trilla now the whole world f**kin' with us |
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Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas |
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Now your world is in my palm take cover niggas |