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Eulogy (Prod Torchfvce)
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WE ARE ALL DEAD
WE CAN'T BE SAVED
WE ARE JUST MEAT
BOUND TO BE SLAYED
WE ARE ALL DEAD
WE CANT BE SAVED
WE ARE JUST MEAT
BOUND TO BE SLAYED
KILL
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talkin shit all on my name I’ll flip the script like sugar ray
Rap game mark McGrath pussy boy I don’t play
bitch I’m always full of rage like my name was nick cage
When I slice you turn to dust when I pull out the switch blade
just like magic, reakin havoc I’ll burn you all down to ashes
Lightin up like matches, I’m smokin on something savage
rise to the occasion no changin your blood I’m cravin
Bitch I’ll haunt you in your dreams like creations from Wes craven
kick a stupid fuckin bitch up out the front doe
Preaching to these motha fuckas like they don’t know
I’m still diggin in the ditches, give a fuck about your wishes
Feel like rob zombie when I burn through these fuckin witches
it’s the grave yard boy reachin from the underground
and I’m Cruisin the 200
when I’m slidin through ya town
tires stay spinnin.. all black tintin
15 percentage presidential when I get in
I been droppin flame since the year 2012
But nobody knew my name so I put it on the shelf
now I’m crossin time zones makin moves all by myself
Give no fucks about my old team built myself without they help
now it’s GRXM till I’m dead
Bitch I’m seein red
Never gave a fuck about what anybody said
now I’m doin things they couldn’t now they notice me
I could see your true intentions from the nose bleed
I done come long way got a new bitch
Said fuck you to my old hoe now all I feel is bliss
My bitch give me throat.. (throat)
She don’t like to rush.. (nah)
All she do is smoke.. (smoke)
My dick smell like kush..
like triple 6 bitch come and suck up on this dick or somethin
I remember being broke we’d go and hit a lick or somethin
hit the pawn shop, blow it all on a bag
Then we’d smoke it to the face, best times we ever had
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I see all the wolves and they wearin sheeps clothing
I see em slowing down but you’ll never catch me slowin
Momentum like an avalanche we movin like some keys huh
Spreading like a wild fire spreading the disease
Low key, low key, makin moves slowly
Don’t you hit me for the business less you down to pay the fee
Low key, low key, no the features ain’t for free
I don’t really fuck with no one cept the ones that fuck with me
I don’t give a fuck about your numbers, who you featured with
Bitch, Show me something worth it, let me see your fuckin ethic
We out here workin workin workin till our hands fuckin bleed
Succeeding with the formula we out here planting seeds
Now watch it grow, watch it grow, watch the faces start to show
But I’m steady never changin on my woadies or my bros
Out of state tourin, but they still snorin
GRXM steady killin shit, we bout to kick the door in
Out of state tourin, but they still snorin
GRXM steady killin shit, we bout to kick the door in
I see all the wolves and they wearin sheeps clothing
I see em slowing down but you’ll never catch me slowin
Momentum like an avalanche we movin like some keys huh
Spreading like a wild fire spreading the disease
Low key, low key, makin moves slowly
Don’t you hit me for the business less you down to pay the fee
Low key, low key, no the features ain’t for free
I don’t really fuck with no one cept the ones that fuck with me
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Pussy boy won’t @ me but you quick to run ya mouth
I’ll surpass your every move while you’re still beggin for some ‘clout’
I don’t even have to try just take a look at my credentials
Bitch I still ain’t shit but you’re still frontin like you’re presidential
It's the graveyard boy reaching out from the grave,
same name, same lane boy ain't shit changed
I drink water when I'm thirsty no low ph
Only alkaline I'm sippin hydrate then I'm straight
I’m screaming fuck a fast come up slow and steady wins the race
Funny how the ones that’s hating Can’t keep up with the pace
write em off, cut em out, and let em learn they fuckin place
Underground ghoul, eat em all, don’t leave a trace then keep it..
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep it goin while they’re slowin
Smokin potent out on melrose give a fuck about these low ends
I’m not flexin but you’re testin showin me that you’re just jealous
I can’t give a fuck about you cause I’m on this plane to Texas
livin reckless with my brothers killin shows from state to state, you stuck inside your place of stay I understand you can’t relate
I been fuckin workin till my nails peel back
Scratching at the fuckin surface killin every fuckin track
I know you’re upset.. (upset.. upset..)
could give a fuck less.. (fuck less.. fuck less..)
I know you’re upset
Could give a fuck less
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Fuck your crew and fuck your friends
Poppin Xanax for a trend
I flunked out my drama class because I refuse to pretend
Fuck makin friends I want these ends don’t give a fuck about relations
Rise up out the fuckin ashes bitch I have no limitations
Don’t hit me with that bullshit cause to me that time is wasted
And my time is what I cherish so I choose to never waste it
I’ll take all you rappers chains and build a motha fuckin pyramid
Line it with the fuckin stars and proceed to obliterate
All you fuckin pussies put they heads up on my dinner plate
Mikasa with the blade I make one slice and you disintegrate
I don’t like to speak so please don’t ask me to elaborate
Precision picture perfect like a scope no need to calibrate
I don’t give a fuck bout who you featured with..
I don’t give a fuck bout all your numbers bitch..
Just because you got some plays don’t really mean shit
Numbers don’t impress me let me see your fuckin ethic
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