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Back with that brand new shit (shit) Blade with the handsewn grip (grip) No I won't cut ya bitch (bitch) No I don't want your bitch (bitch) Promise you dont want no shit (shit) Blind from the sun shine wrist (wrist) Tired from the moonlight diamonds shinin' off my chest I hide it, no, never, it's out in the winter Catching the snow, smokin', watchin' it glimmer in slow-mo (-mo) If we close to low, I get up and hit the store We pullin' out for the cause, we slidin' back up with dope (What) Bones to the front, hair to the back (back) SESH forever last like nobody in the past (past) Did before They crawlin' when we flow (flow) Reachin' for the team, got em drownin in a mote (mote) Lower the draw bridge, whoever's in arms length Is getting napalm sprayed for like infinite days Got infinite rage, turn to jin on a stage Tekken live when we show up in your city and state Coat rippin' from the wings growing outta my back Head down in a stance like I'm about to attack They lookin' winded, Bones fine, I'm just doin' some laps Letras de cancionesI was workin' on my craft when my friends all left I was 15 then, now just look how time passin' Turned a moldy mattress to a scumbag castle How he do that? I call it deadboy magic How he do that? I call it deadboy magic From Letras Mania