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I’m ready to peel this wrapper off this cap drop your brains up in your lap a psychopath. I’m having the thoughts to murder in my head in a red room round by the voices from the dead when it you better be rolling deeper. Stay at home. I got them blocks and ready to hop and hit the backside of your door. Plus I got one the killer all type of gauges in the trunk. It ain’t no thing to see your punk. It was a lifesaver the fun every day. He felt the circus don’t know how to act and they talking about the licking the butt about this scratched, stacking full of jacking you should’ve known for the gate what I’m about and what you sleep your grip on to my grip running your fucking mouth. It ain’t no doubt I’m not having the thoughts of murder in my head. I’ll leave bloody red coming. Nothing if I 03 has taught me to be vicious, be catching them bloody bodies in the lamb and loop river Road in them bitches and bitches acting like a bitch and get to up Because I’m in the court case I have these motherfucking jury throw up. I’m planning on being here plenty time but on the flow gotta go bleed between my toes gotta go blood on the flow leave it though I’m from the oh that I triple in this place to be, and when it comes to killer killer, I’ll be the one that be Stuck like 30250 window. I got that good shit that the smoke know that Indo, the green book gonna be bucking the food with these love and these does thing they get in plain just because they run a bunch of foods up in the sixth grade getting played fool you don’t even know the deal you pack a deal and bet one day you kept your peel and that’s a deal and I’m really gonna ride up on your folks. I shoot the kill. I ain’t this big chest out low I pack that mean every time I ride I lock in low decklock explodes for your homicide and quit thinking you make that thing or rush make the tango bus Cedar and wrap our trust killer killer rapper, and legend he did. I’ll leave them busting with that catch. I’ll leave you busing cap in your room blast you’re in black K. I’m running away the DRKSKAK either way is the same bullet spitting I’m ripping through houses to kill men through parents and shit in their pants cause I’m from the ghetto stand take a glance so I’m top of the bridge on mission Road Went down for tea watch a headache, exploding go, and I remember back in the day though shooting range with my head blaze, I leave your head, lays the blaze and leaves block in the maze, and I’ll leave you in this way that I never die die die die die Live live live live but now I’m dying man because I got that killer. Killer won’t be posted on your block for real I ride out on the bike suck getting on the bike still leave. This house was like real special for my cry lie all up in my pie. You got my money right cause blah blah everywhere I go. I’m seeing blood visionsleave you on the flow yeah you gotta go and you don’t want to, but it’s on a roll, a flat lens will hunt you. The flat lens will haunt you. The lats will hunt