Sang soulless loud, [Incomprehensible] step on flesh and nothing else To well to drown and drown Sleight of the reason, how they come Cain in [Inaudible
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Sang soulless loud Herding step on flesh And nothing else To well To drown & drown Sleight of reason How they come Cain in number Alone The crowd Spurning
for it I can hear the streets talking, I dare you to reach for it I'm strapped if you look closely you can see the Taurus Hate niggas that keep talking
turn around Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to deal a nigga a bad hand One after the other, harassin' a thugsta
that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin' I be that yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue And if you talk
, one hundred and ninety-five pounds of beef Chicky eyes, curly hair and gold teeth Swinging' with this here stud, you need practice I'm leaving floods
So there's a story about the lady in Louisiana She's a flood survivor and the rescue teams They come through, and they, I guess tryna recover people And
the pot boil, mixin, sniffin Keepin America high, and why wouldn't I Gangstas don't talk, we beat the case and walk [Shyne - Hook] We them niggas with big guns and big dicks Flood
baby you want me to cross the border? well come on baby (Boobonic) They call me A.J., A.K.A. Ant Jones and aye, the AK tear bones, Homes seldomely ever talk
that 200 million guns are owned in the U.S. with only 80 million legal owners? Until we do something, guns will continue to flood the streets along with
nothing to live for You turn my father into a boy, my mother into a whore Now I'm hardcore on the Ave Watching while people that got me to walk fast After
a traitor to your country [KIM] If I am, then let it be [KIM], [THUY] AND THE [ENGINEER] I am talking of life or death now I am talking of staying free
is clown Makin' the ******* strippin', throw they **** on the ground Get low Bus Now that's the way that it goes When we up in the spot, the *** be flooded
of your voracious mouth. So now I walk alone through the ashes of our ties. My mind flooding with memories of endless summer drives. I'd love to talk