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Let’s go deep, adventure into my mind The guns blaze and fires add tension, arise The other night, I saw this colored knife in a drawer Reminds me of the type of motherfucker that’s raw The shit’s red, legit-ly, I spit lead, this a ball The kid Embis clicking alongside, it’s a draw Four M’s, I spend it on low-end suspension A gold Benz, and now I need me some new lenses (Yeah, talk that) But how in the fuck is anyone steppin' up? The brain of a god is revvin' up, ain’t say it before I’m doin' it now, anyonе comin' to bet a buck I gotta be frank, I’m too hard, you pussies can’t еven get it up You dry, the flow is wet enough, pause You press play when I be talkin', you gon' be off’d, add it up Tryin' to rap, but you end up coughin', I ain’t gon’ ever go let it up You baggin' an ounce of the smog? Guess what, I'ma come with the pounds Eyes get all blurry, see 4/20, one more hit and I’m out I ain't never been so out of control The devil will bend, the angels will pull But I can't pretend I'm okay and cool The evil within won't obey the rules I ain't never been so out of control It seems that my pen will move by its own I transcribe my sins, I won't die alone Letras de canciones'Cause Satan's inside, I sold him my soul Call it a trolley problem, you get killed on a track Banana clip held up to your scalp, it's funny it's peelin' it back Student of the game, almost like I stayed 'cause, bitch, I'm still upper class Wanna get it on a track with the pen and a pad? Then I'm revealin' my gat I am the bringer of dread whenever I bring out the led! So call me the king of the dead like the song that's singin' by X! Box you up, beat you, bloody my shirt and ring out the red! 'Cause we so hot, the components melted, they were for your success Nobody could rap about guns, so you all went back to route one Can't win the game if you ain't a player, bitches laggin' out, huh? Rappers are stretchin' the subject matter like a passed around cunt Suckers rap like the game betrayed 'em, bitch, you mad about what? Enough, all you need's the anger, make a man from a centipede Walk the block, they warnin' danger 'cause you transmit dark energy If you wonder why they say that they got cancerous tendencies Second hand smoke, dual pistols, two handed artillery, motherfucker I ain't never been so out of control The devil will bend, the angels will pull But I can't pretend I'm okay and cool The evil within won't obey the rules I ain't never been so out of control It seems that my pen will move by its own I transcribe my sins, I won't die alone 'Cause Satan's inside, I sold him my soul Neurons firin' faster than loaded gats You're on fire, blast 'em, there's no withholdin', you're folded back Lurin' victims to the scene, lookin' dire when you're entrapped Like an antelope with ten fuckin' bullet holes through the neck (*gunshot*) When I got competition, incompetency's invalid (Valid) Run with a whole division, conglomerate makin' ballads (Ballads) None of us know the mission 'cept followin' thoughts of malice 'Til all of us pass the challenge and buy out a fuckin' palace (Palace) You rappin' 'bout doin' drive-bys and beat downs Seems you're tappin' out of your mind, signs of weak sounds The place I'm from isn't pretty, but I don't live it No face to face confrontations, I'm petty, yet fuckin' livid! (Bitch) I spit the writtens, you're toxic, you spit acidic vomit You're mad your life is a comic, I disconnect your socket 'Til death is doin' us part and burnin' me down in hell I'll rest and shoot the shots 'til you learnin' we're never out of shells, bitch! I ain't never been so out of control The devil will bend, the angels will pull But I can't pretend I'm okay and cool The evil within won't obey the rules I ain't never been so out of control It seems that my pen will move by its own I transcribe my sins, I won't die alone 'Cause Satan's inside, I sold him my soul From Letras Mania