The silence isn't over, but the Flesh No time to hesitate, anticipation, to be done And it matter when you come Really don't matter where from matter where you run
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My niggas have fun with you, man And they perfect stalkers searchin', up strangers, anyone None remaining, I get 'em all Niggas, hear silence, makin' me [unverified] it, set pillows on fire Thought it was over, niggas never the I'm on the rise a gun here I come ain't no muthafuckin' where to run Fin to get you some of this redrum, find to hide
Well, even though you tried, they got body numb Done, done, done, 'till it be one nine ninety nine, I and then a niggas reap and catch your people by surprise Drapped in a hoody, would you rather then snatch your life? You gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up A and slice And I'll pick off any who's [unverified], 'til your enemy We meet you, get my gun and trick or treat You the bullets that fled And to show you not [unverified], I go to beat you
The silence over, but the Flesh decrepitate No to hesitate, anticipation, much to be done And it don't when you come Really don't where you're from Won't matter you run
A niggas been flippin' scripts and over in the past From the made up of heartless soldiers If you bold enough, shot it And I blow up, rippin' apart they shoulders Go on, but the rosed up, my people trippin' If you late to pay my back on time And you better drop a or get fucked up And your people won't find it all Well, if you caught in the act, and you dead wrong Ever had to get dealt with, any lil' reason or purpose To pack a right in his head, hit it
Pain, no doubt that felt it, fuck up his health Shit, but at it be my honor Ever now and a nigga felt like he had to hit 'em I'm Jefferey Dahmer But yet I'm ready for battle, so get my armor, for you to get you, nigga wig-split you What a pretty blue moon On the streets to get bodies And I that we miss you
Every we actin' fool Better yourself a little quicker Fast, and if ya thought get caught up in a wrath No to go stash what he left for me Burner, hot incinerator, gotta 'em to ash 'Til he nothin' but dust, I'm keep bustin', from cussin' Murda let's them pull All of my niggas are What, you really a family full of gravediggas? no slaves, neither no prisoners Here, there, gotta get 'em all Anyone brave? I bet that you shiver, probably wet your chance Flesh get 'em all diminished
The silence isn't over, but the decrepitate No time to hesitate, anticipation, to be done And it matter when you come Really don't matter where from Won't matter you run
up and at ease, about face, soldier My troops come swoopin' to do the shootin' Refuse to me, punk took a loss, G Didn't cost me, be damned Now me the Mossy Slam and the shells So the burn, saw a tint of light [unverified], we 'em, tamin' fools I load up my barrel, insane, to blame? Flesh deck, at they chest, oh no, won't show none Betta run off in the hearse, [unverified] cursed On who wanna hurt me
You feelin' it worst, feelin' up far, feelin' the fifth dawg the niggas' triggers peel 'em, off in the coffin Chalk 'em white, bloody red Afta Maff, nigga, that's ass with the boss in from Cleveland, and achievin' Goes on the west for sake I say Yes, he created me, me reach for my pistol And where the demons clear my path Receivin' bullet path hit when I blast ya And the niggas will outlast ya
Creepin' on ah mo' ups inflict for mo' cash Get him, gone, but wanna it on? Do you really, No, take a long fall in the bottomless pit As they see droppin' down And hit that ground, murda mo' ya, Forcin' you are so sure we're sure Not to call it war with warriors, stories of And I got you eye-to-eye without a of death for the most of ya
The silence isn't over, but the Flesh No time to hesitate, anticipation, to be done And it matter when you come Really don't matter where you're Won't matter you run