Definition of the living dead Got a dead bitch giving head Tulip flowers growing on my bed Rust and blood settle on my lead Broken soul but I'm breaking bread Head dreaded boy from Waggaman Petey Pablo shirt off But no swinging like a helicopter Got it covering this chopper Spitting out them yoppas Got the drama with the lama I can get you to Nirvana Run them pockets proper We create our own karma Balboa out the magnolia Northside soulja Need the keys to the rover Yung $carecrow Ruby the fucking ape Ruby the fucking orangutan Mumbling nothing Just the discussion of public destruction I'm up in flames The soulja by the lake Feeling like i'm in the navy, but I pull up in the tank Sipping the tang out of an AK Kangaroo the next lane Lame move you looking plain Can't redo the flex mane Camo on my body like I just got back from war I heard a bang in the bank Ben Frank on the floor Back in New Orleans, now everybody wanna score I'm trying to finesse the lesser into something more I'm drawing a blank on who the fuck you is
They all 🔥🔥🔥🔥 keep making beats dog remakes your own, do it all dog keep em coming barley found these while looking for something to mess around n spit before I write to beats I have already keep em coming tho homie 💯💯
Bin so Up, bin so weit Weg, klinge Ruff wenn ich EinraP, Bring den Plug zum Weinen denn, die Packets weggerraucht in mein Head, bin so echt und weiß des, keiner mich hier stoppen kann Weil bin so Frei jethz
this kinda beats my favorite I just wanna speak can’t contain it wastin away chasin the days where in my head I made it remain nameless I don’t wanna look at your faces I’m not fake I still chill in the snake pit stabbin at my head I can’t take it I hate narcissist’s regardless of there sad fazes you know me I’ve been in a wasteland where I like to meditate and do things that one day could make me famous no matter what I’m gonna hate it most hated so much hatred no fun when my head is racin might not win but imma make it Might stop when I break it chill I don’t mean my bones never see my bros always runnin like it’s chrones say I’m coming to a close see this smile I take it off more then clothes let the drug hit til I overdose let love in cuz I’m broke yeah I’m sufferin I wanna know Why I’m so insane cutting at my veins fucking bitches in the rain keep me entertained I’m walkin on a tight rope die slow pipe hoes eyes closed I’m so cold I’m made of snow shorty make the razor blade cause major pain
I know this is cringy as fuck but whatever no puedo creer, lo que debo hacer cuando el diablo me habla debo obedecer no vendi mi alma pero eso puede suceder y que puedo hacer si se hacerca el anochecer hace muchos años que debi ya perecer las pastilla no me hicieron nada yo pude vencer soy el mismo y he cambiado, las dos cosas a la vez y si te lo has preguntadado es incierto lo que ves
