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UnoTheActivist

Death Chaser

 

Death Chaser

(album: For Christ Sake 2 - 2019)


[Thouxanbanfauni:]
Woke up chasing death, ammo for my belt
Stroke game just like mess, something in the air
We don't breathe the air, I don't breathe the air
Diamond solar flare, diamond polar bear
Woke up chasing death, ammo for a belt
Stroke game just like mess, something in the air
We don't breathe the air, I don't breathe the air
Diamonds solar flare, diamond polar bear
Gelato atmosphere

Gelato in the air, polluting all your air
Wind in my hair, vrooming everywhere
V8 engine, probably got you scared
Her ass so fat, yeah, probably make you stare
Wind in my hair, been too geeked to care
Too booted to care
A1, we hit a lick all the soldiers share
Enter the void, but I
.40 with a drum, pop you like a snail
It's unfortunate you got finessed up out your share
Burn your shit down like the Baudelaires

Woke up chasing death, ammo for my belt
Stroke game just like mess, something in the air
We don't breathe the air, I don't breathe the air
Diamond solar flare, diamond polar bear
Woke up chasing death, ammo for a belt
Stroke game just like mess, something in the air
We don't breathe the air, I don't breathe the air
Diamonds solar flare, diamond polar bear
Gelato atmosphere

[UnoTheActivist:]
Gotta talk with the dick, got a Glock for the season
Caught my dog barely breathing, blood in the air don't breathe it
Nigga practice what you preach and that nigga blessed up like the deacon
Had to follow where the light came, so I'm sewing and I'm weaving
Yeah I'm balling and I'm weaving
Pop him right in the back, watch my bullet pop out his shit like cleavage
Just to pledge my allegiance
Nah, nah, I'm serving, only serving ya'll beans
Only serving that good dope to the aunties that'll need it
Something fishy going on really I can tell that I don't like you, no
Every time there's a full moon I think I turn into a lycan
Or maybe they ain't gotta like it
'Cause everything I do, they bite it
But nowadays I don't feel the pain like I'm prescribed to the Vicodin

[Thouxanbanfauni:]
Woke up chasing death, ammo for my belt
Stroke game just like mess, something in the air
We don't breathe the air, I don't breathe the air
Diamond solar flare, diamond polar bear
Woke up chasing death, ammo for a belt
Stroke game just like mess, something in the air
We don't breathe the air, I don't breathe the air
Diamonds solar flare, diamond polar bear
Gelato atmosphere

done

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