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Rot Away

 

Rot Away

(Album: Chronicles Of The Death Mane - 2016)


Here I stand with my eyes sewn shut
With nothing left but to think what I have become
Voices telling me my future is

Posted on your block
And let them shots bust off into the night
[?] loading up the choppa
I be in the [?]
With my [?]
Fucking around with Death, I'm slicing through your fucking [?]
Everybody wanna talk some shit when they come to get it but they don't want none
I don't trust anybody but myself in this shit, fuck the shit that you on, bruh
I pay respect to the legends, the Triple Six, but I got on my own style
Rest in peace to The Scarecrow and I'm pouring one up for the mo'fucking Koopsta
No, I ain't no hypebeast little bitch, tryna jack a flow
I been doing this since like ten years ago
Breaking through the fucking system and I'm doing what I need to do
Smoking on that weed and getting lit, like I need to do

[?] I'm killing you
I heard your shit, I ain't feeling you
If I fucked with you I prolly would get at you
Fuck all the shit you do
Bitch, I'm a g in this whole fucking scene
You know what I mean
Come get it [?]
I do the shit that a killa do
Ya already know how the killa move

Lo-fi prophet, see me run up on your block with the weapon
Won't stop 'til ya drop, bitch
Watch this, motherfucker, reaper mane gonna swing at yo' neck
And then go chop chop, bitch
I been with a clique, I been with my squad, yeah
That's just stopped, bitch
I got these visions that pop up whenever I lower my eyelids

[?] and I don't know if I should stay
'Cus [?] talk a lot and I just can't stay sane
[?] the whole fucking world up on [?] to rot away

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