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I sense , Violence , Dying

Bodies multiplying , blood behind your iris I Did

Not wanna see you on your own

Cuz this world is fucking Evil I forbid you roam alone

Come on home , grab a chrome

Cuz it's demons outside and they drop like flies

If I hear they got mines , mob ties

Two nines on my side like a fucking Orthodox

Call the cops cuz I heard someone got shot

But they got a phobia of coming over here

Draco stung him like a scorpion I said get over here

Pick and choose

Would you rather lose your money or your life

It ain't funny when you dying

Me and demons got alliance

Kill your family for defiance

I ain't like them justifying why they got my homies dying

When I kill 'em too on the news see they momma crying

Turn your back on me then you dead wrong

Cuz I'm the only nigga that you bled on

And those fuckers you called brothers killed you tryna kill each other

So you died by your ties like a noose

Devil is alive and I'm living proof

He don't send shots cuz he know he bouta lose

His life and his crew can't hide what I do

And if you see us creeping down the block

Drop cuz we bouta shoot

Just look into my eyes I got lies front of pain

Smoke weed keep me live tryna hide from the pain

Feds been on my tail tryna find out my name

You ain't never seen hell till you find where I stay

Land of the killers , land of the drillers

Zombies walking around like it's thriller

Niggas get rich off the pounds that would kill her

That's her addiction I don't even feel a confliction

They talk about me and they make a decision

They'll be on the paper that shi said they missing

Hollows to his head and they had a collision

Now you see your casket all over your vision

Cuz you fucked with niggas who ain't known for chilling

All around his feelings is the thought of blood spilling

This is tales from the crypt he won't leave a blood living

Thug , villains and all around this world I live in

I sense , Violence , Dying

Bodies multiplying , blood behind your iris I did

Not try to leave you lone now all you know is red

Now they tryna tell you take that bullshit out your head

Speak up on my name nigga run up

I'll speak upon your grave while I'm chilling with my gunnas

Roll you in a wood smoke you till I'm feeling good

Told them sad you had to die till you got it understood

Now your momma cry , pastor cry

Every eye traumatized

I just sit and laugh woulda never gotten clapped

If you never put your ass down this path

Now you back in the past how yo nigga lose his life to a rap

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