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Booger sugar puff in that blunt, hundred bucks

Feel like I could run a marathon, I'm cracked up

All black eyes, nose bleeding, off a line

I laugh myself to sleep every single fucking night

I was young in the trap

I was 14 whipping crack

Serving pills in all black

Got a pistol, I don't lack

Got my hair down in my eyes

Look like I'm from Columbine

Got hundred fucking reasons why I would want to die

When I'm geeked up, don't talk to me

Better speak up if you want some beef

Got dracos, ARs, hella beams

The war you start ends in defeat

This magazine holds 30 rounds

Imagining you get shot down if you run up

Sticking the gun up, your corpse won't ever be found

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Machetе to your skull, crack it open, watch them fall

Pissed thе fuck off, put my fist through a wall

25 to life, for that body is the price

Ain't work no 9 to 5, been in the trap my whole life

I see red

I see dead bodies laying in a field

I don't know if I'm still alive cause I can't even feel

Never sleeping, never dying, cannot seem to get some rest

Pissing in a cup

I failed the fucking test

Doctor just secured me another brick, that's what I like to hear

Way that I've been popping pills, might be dead by the end of the year

I'm hoping I can still get into heaven but I know my fate

Flames of hell consume my flesh as I lay in my grave

Jason mask

Chasing cash, just so I can buy more pills

Psychopath motherfucker

Don't you know I'm from the MIL

North 97th Street, live from the pits of hell

Resurrected from the dead, men tell no tales