Susi: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Glowing Grim Reaper eyes,
bleeding skies
Demons rise half the youth
believe in lies
How crucifying Jesus died
Walk amongst the snake charmers
And bank robbers
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That spray Llama, slay drama,
I hate problems
We the most precious resource
With treachery cause
Destiny calls when every
King eventually falls
Scientifical THC density warped
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Future primitive savage remove the
Head from your corpse
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Throw your aura in a black glow
energy warp
Biotech cyborgs without
a shred of remorse
Another mutated life force of
The deadliest sort
My shooter’s a strike force
Remove your heads with a sword
Better yet a saw, get a straw
Medicine galore on that goon shit
We be the most relevant of all
Brand you can bet your hand on
These other brands are tampons
Verse 2
But fuck that bullshit cause ours bang hard
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Now everybody saying Coka is back
But they ain’t go nowhere
They was rolling the stacks
Standing over the body
Watching smoke from the gat
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We the illest in the game and
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You know it’s a fact bRRAATT!
Bong bong, motherfucker
Hit your bitch raw dog hard,
motherfucker
Push your shit back,
you LeBron, motherfucker
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Haha, let’s get on, motherfucker
Knocked ‘em out with one punch
Verse 3
Getting money,
fucking gunthers
That’s the shitty life
I’m in your city, hype
Fucking big titty dykes
These fucking bars will knock a
Hipster off a city bike
Fuck your life nigga,
we so damn glorious
Coney Island hundred deep
No it ain’t The Warriors
It’s the Lyfer Gang
Nigga get your wifey banged
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It’s pure dope, put in in the needle
Spike your vein
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I hit the booth grilling tracks
With my true feelings
Then I hit the stage a capella they like
"Ooh kill ‘em!"
I’m in the coop chilling, rag top
New ceiling bumping George Michael
Cross dangling off my hoop earring
Eighties shit
Get your lady hit with the crazy dick
Big guns like they on the
deck of a Navy ship
You leave the crib
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I’m smoking weed with your babysit'
Hit her raw, then wipe my nut
Interlude 1
on the baby bib
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Verse 4
the basketball diary
Catholic team junkie
Cocaine kid on the path
that seemed bumpy
Half the team locked in a casket
seen monthly
a Capuchin monkey
my faculties funky
Rackets and packets get
me out the lead jumpy
But I ain’t had no vertical leap
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Just this phantom that I can
Spin into this vertical deep
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Now the wrath on that path
Has a past between us
We killed your radio and smashed
your zenith
The federales,
yeah they had subpoenas
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Drones and satellite dishes lined
But they can suck my flaccid
penis
Once the kid's off the grid
While I got enough cash to lean us
Serial scratched off when
we stash the niners
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Live to shoot another day and
Outro 1
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