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OmenXIII

White Blade

 

White Blade

(album: MINDGAMES - 2015)


Dreams seem to deem us incapable
Dreams scream to scheme something remarkable
Every single night these dreams haunt us taunt us
But never were these dreams even [?]
Saying are you ever gonna make it?
Good music are you ever gonna create it?
Your life are you ever gonna shape it?
Opportunity are you ever gonna take it?
These dreams act so cruelly so unruly
Truly these loony dreams act like a bully
But with my confidence, these dreams are fucking puny
Of course, I'm going to make it absolutely
So no longer are these dreams intimidating
No longer are these dreams humiliating
I'm eliminating any [?] part that is [?]
Upgraded and now dominated
I wanna take over the world
The whole fucking globe

[?] in the water
[?] full of soap
[?] what I say
Cause its the [?] that I roll
Don't know why we're fighting we're in the same fucking boat

OmenXIII black shirt black jeans
Keys on the ring [?] print on the sleeves
Lost at sea with my boy JC
We don't wanna hear you speak
Please
Don't wanna hear you breathe
Please
Just wanna watch you bleed
Sipping rice dream
Got your bitch on my sleeve
And she know I don't want her she still saying please
I don't feel pain bitch pain feel me
I don't feel a thing think that's why they feel me
I got nothing left but scars on my sleeve
And a world in my hands that I don't even need
Just step aside when I come through
In my mind, I don't need you
If you wanna die then brought a noose
In my mind a new point of view

Everybody's selling dope
Everybody want that gold
Everybody hate the government
So tell me something I don't know
Why these boys act tough?
I catch a nigga on blood
Fuck around with that shit talking
Might fuck around and get snuffed
Bitch

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