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Correct I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel IV Lyrics
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Correct I No Longer Fear The Razor Guarding My Heel IV
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[Song 1] [Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY] Reaching to my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled tonics We look like some crumbled donnies Blunted out, then fussing something Paranoia turn my stomachache H1 hummer rough and rugged Desert camo truck to the front, insert my [?] seat adjusted 100 miles per hour, bitch, I've seen my custom Till life in the fast lane nothing And the motherfucking gas tank dumpin' Ashes are laughin' Fucking duckin' what comes from the Government Peelin' out until the sunset Eyes so low, look like a sunset [Chorus: RUBY DA CHERRY] Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away (always!) [Verse 2: $LICK $LOTH] Back on my bullshit Now i have to pay a bet Put my foot on the fuckin' brakes Silent for life, [?] Yung Christ All I got was a death wish and centerpiece of $uicide Fuck this ego, fuck this rap Easily execution On my side Homicide, homicide But we used to all the time We in the Benz off the benzos under pressure clinical We in the Benz off the benzos under pressure clinical [Outro: RUBY DA CHERRY] $uicide $uicide Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away Grey*59, bitch, I signed my life away [Interlude] We are tired of this new world I don't want to be here $uicide, $uicide my end $uicide, $uicide my end [Song 2] [Intro] You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son [Verse 1: $LICK $LOTH] Meet me by the moon (right) Half past dusk (fuck that) Back from the dust, Cut Throat He loves them drugs and guns Jump in the cut Got about 20k and a gun (what?) Got a bottle of Adderall, cigarette butts Every day I'm sober Do I look like I give a fuck? (No) Every day up every night (what?) Bloody knife serving them DA Death will be right in front of ya', yeah (what?) Still wouldn't recognize her (hold up) Got a death list, that's some still gotta catch this motherfucking dick grave. Die bitch, die, bitch [Bridge] You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son (yeah yeah, yeah yeah) [Verse 2: RUBY DA CHERRY] Ay, you ever had to dig your own grave? Live your life with no name Backwood full of dro mane, Okay '96 Benz with that cocaine [?] propane tank [?] gas seeping all over the house [?] Let that tank blow So glad I stayed home Someone called the cops on the payphone Flames all around me, man I hope they fucking drown me Crown made of ashes, only way they fucking found me Forget about me, only way you might not feel so lousy Forget about me, on my own head out with the price, the bounty [Outro] You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son You can feel the bullets from my steel son, steel son [Song 3] [Intro] In New Orleans, there were many bizarre things I always saw growing up here, especially in the graveyards And as a child, I spent a lot of time in the graveyards And as an adult, I spent a lot of time in the graveyards But as a child, it was a regular week-end thing to do I always needed to know why... Sometimes my why's got me in trouble [Verse 1: RUBY DA CHERRY & $LICK $LOTH] For my last trick, got 'em thinking I'm cut out for this rap shit Ay, you wanna keep going, or..? Nah, that's it $uicide I'm fucking screamin' from the rooftop The only thing I ever did was mentioning ever since $lick Burn me a CD of Lil Wayne, that shit probly still in my boombox But nowadays I keep walking to an establishment that selling myself on a fucking jukebox If I wanted to cop a black countach Rob that shit like 2 blocks and then smash in the back of a new cop car now I think I'm on a two [Interlude] -Yeah, just get a bunch of face tats, it's gonna be cool. SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that, SoundCloud that -Make sure ya'll [?] -Ay man, cut that shit off, man. It suck man, garbage, man. Sounds like a fucking generic 3-6, man -Fuck the $uicideboy$ -Too dumb. Get the fuck outta here -Change the station, they fucking wack -They're way too fucking short. Get the fuck outta here [Verse 2: $LICK $LOTH] Yeah, still feel like I'm losing, ay Me and kin still feel like we losing, ay We still feel like we losing, ay Losing, losing I'm on the lean, yeah, the drank I'm on them bars, blowing thing I'm on a lot amphetamines Got no time for sleep, lost in my thoughts I don't know who a friend or who a enemy Nurtured and disturbed, down from head to toe Have feelings sometimes gotta let it go Plenty of days, thought shit was over Create a other movement, created other music Still feel like I'm losing
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