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1700s I picture a group of Asian prisoners being led to death by soldiers as this plays in the background from above from a group of women alternating who plays and one of them catching a soldiers eye who tries to establish a relationship with one. but one of the leaders is married to her. Eventually and unfortunately he does start a relationship with her. The general one day enters his home to kill him once he does he finds his wife there and she meets the same fate. at the end of the song you see that general as one of the prisoners being led while the girls from above still play the harps...
Now deminsion ab throw them in trash caannnn Unless the cain brother choose not toooo Enslaveing was not okay But I merge correctly Push me into the karma Fuck it matter Ohh it really matter Give them to the soul keeperrr Or pull the flame on this peopleee Jesus hold me hand for this one's Cause I'm scareee What is their to learn Their serial killerrrr Adopting peopleee That was oh kill that humilaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
If smoking weed gets you high Then why not go down on a bitch when she's rollin' the pine? Push me into the pussy Not now, got a blunt to light I might wanna fuck when the blunt is done Pumpin' the cunt, and I won't jump the gun Roll the whole O, hoe, then blow me slowly Gotta go when you done Grip as I double the cup, sip a puddle of mud Got one pint in my blood Twelve O's got me real fucked up Eyes roll back, I spill my drugs Homies roll me up, then smoke me in the blunt Bitch, I am nothing just ash in the cup Hard to lay back in this grave that I dug Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout I just fucked your bitch in some Nike flip flops Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin' wrist locked I just got a bundle of the heron out the east Break it down and cut it, now I gotta quarter ki' Smokin' indo dope No, you can't hit this, hoe Cocaine chopping snow I got that drip goin' down my throat Always justify to get my urges satisfied So let me clarify Now, now, now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout, shout Yuh, well this is $outh $ide $uicide Buffet Boys, we worldwide Global 'till the day I die I love to see my bitches cry It gets me off Baby girl, you getting lost in the sauce I don't talk to nobody, I don't got a boss You saying you gon' shoot me You don't got the balls Or the guts to bust me in the temple Why these rappers so sentimental Wake up in the morning like what was I meant fo' All of these hoes be trifling All of them hoes is nymphos They can fuck but don't give 'em my info, no Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout Now I'm high, really high, mane, I'm about to shout, shout
Yo bro, i feel out of all the comments u can help me out, is there anyway i can get the beat on my phone for my old song, all jokes the song is with my mates but i edited rubys first verse and just need the beat now
[ Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry ] If smoking weed gets you high then why not go down on a bitch when she's rolling the pine Push me into the pussy Not now gotta blunt to light I might wanna fuck when the blunt is done Pumpin the cunt and I won't jump the gun Roll the whole O, hoe, then blow me slowly Gotta go when you done Grip as I double the cup Sip a puddle of mud Got one pint in my blood Twelve O's got me real fucked up Eyes roll back i spill my drugs Homies roll me up then smoke me in the blunt Bitch I am nothing just ash in the cup Hard to lay back in this grave that I dug [ Verse 2: Slick Sloth ] I just fucked your bitch in some Nike flip flops Whipped the dope so hard until my fuckin wrist locked I just got a bundle of the heroin out the east Break it down and cut it now i gotta quarter key Smokin indo dope No you can't hit this ho Cocaine chopping $now I got that drip goin down my throat Always justify To get my urges satisfied So let me clarify [ Verse 3: Pouya ] Yuh Well its a $outhside $uicide Buffet boys We worldwide Global till the day i die I love to see my bitches cry It gets me off Baby girl you gettin lost in the sauce I don't talk to nobody i don't got a boss You saying you gon shoot me You don't got the balls Or the guts to bust me in the temple Why these rappers so sentimental Wake up in the morning like what was i meant fo All of these hoes be trifling All of them hoes is nymphos They can fuck but dont give em my info Noo
Roll that bud and light that spliff Cock it back one time, I bust Fuck all these bitches, no hoes I trust Bitch, I got that devil in me Murderous, I like them semi's Heard of us we smoke like chimneys Sipping codeine, ain't got no kidneys Running this shit with some blood on my feet Suicide bitch, ain't no ho up in me Step on my scene I'ma put you to sleep They treat me like Jesus, they bow down to me It's that phonky flowing, mystic blowing Junkie, selling, robbing, killing Bodies stacking to the fucking ceiling Weapon on me, ain't no concealing "100 Blunt$" [$crim:] Yo, light that cigarette, I'm tripping Ash it then I flick it Liquid got me feeling wicked Sickening how I'm thinking Every weekend during evenings I'm creeping, all black secrets Got a demon who be speaking I swear to God, they so misleading I'm just a skeleton in clothing Junkie that be flowing I be that, boogeyman in your closet That drug money in your wallet All black for a home invasion Smoking that dope till I'm Asian Up in that alley way I'm bent Switch blade on my hip Sipping dip that's mixed with Crys Got me tripping, talking shit..