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Yo me and my niggas and my clique be getting mad cream |
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Balling the club, now |
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I'm drunk having a bad dream |
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This motha****er tried to greet me with wealth |
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I never knew that |
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I would see that day |
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That I would meet the devil himself |
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This nigga was eagerly waiting to prove it |
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Astonishingly, already dancing to his own burial music |
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Well, anyway, he plottin' to do it to me |
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In a certain kind of way, and started off directly popping shit to me |
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While he spoke a couple of fires would spark |
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While he sat in the shadow talking his shit we watch the sky getting dark(He said)[Incomprehensible] where it hurts |
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I'll leave you in a [Incomprehensible] |
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Straight up leaking in the back of a church |
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Let a ghosting crib and haunt you like a ghost in your home |
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Leaving you old and crippet like them ruins in |
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RomeWatch your body shrivel up and turn your asses to smoke |
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**** your flesh, don't get yo blood sucked, the blood of ya foes |
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I be that nigga that'll torture your spouse |
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And leave a thousand body bags like truth.com in front of your house |
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Got me bugging on a whole notha level |
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Tell me how the **** a nigga really end up having beef with the devil |
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Shit bomb the whole effect the nigga had on my dreaming |
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Body reacting mentally, going to war with the demon |
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Semi-chaotic like the typical storm |
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So embellished in the dream a nigga felt it in the physical form |
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The dream got my nose runny and shit |
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Eyes watery, shorty watching my body twitch funny and shit |
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Giving shorty sleeping with me the creeps |
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She bugging off how a nigga just sweating and breathing |
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So hard in his sleep |
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Determined to conquer this nigga so let it begin |
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Absolutely focused on killing the demon within |
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So now we fight in the name of my brethren and every blow connect |
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During the fight you can hear the thunder roll into heaven |
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Ain't hell a deep breath of fresh air |
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The devil's presence blows a cold draft |
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Leaving a scent of death in the air |
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While my mind was reassembling now |
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Simultaneous wifey watching a nigga body trembling now |
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Couldn't conquer me so now the devil wanted me dead |
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Stabbing a nigga with the same bone he ripped from his head |
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Yo it's funny how the devils'll test us |
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But if fully select, niggas bless with something |
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Some'll raggle with impressions |
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Til I'm dead |
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I'm always battling through |
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You can't believe you cut my main vein |
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That all my blood be traveling through |
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Somebody gotta die, settle the score |
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Because it's me or this nigga |
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I'm fighting to the death, |
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I'm ready for war |