Hit Him With A Potion

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Hit Him With A Potion

All up in my emotions Hit me with a potion Now I'm feeling chosing fueled up on desire missions to get higher. Fight the evil How to save yourself From ourselves. Garbage piled on the shelf I been in stealth When a  nigga.  tryna hit. Knock um down with an uppercut then I stunt. Escort the trash Get back and thrash Stay stacking cash. Rake up the rest of yourself from the mash. hit the dash dont crash I'm in the ocean splish splash seen my eyes slit back Straight disaster You've been shot now who coming after. Who's the gunner , who's the runner Taking jewels dodging red lights Hit a turn lay it low count bricks right Switch the plates car replace bump the trap and change yo face next up the crib picking up the  pace ondalay lay low then we ball again the next day. all I got to say is we on our way. get out our way what I gotta say is that I been alright but I ain't been okay. running red lights passing up the ops got a squad rep um on my high tops. I dont need a beat hit um with a freestyle didn't even take a breath ran a whole mile who are you what's in your file everything you hiding seen you in the sighting depression what we fighting. liquor played out. all in my emotions hit me with a potion lathered in some lotion feel the flow just like the ocean feeling woken why you joking shit be serious and you dont notice I'm the lotus grow from disasters what you after fame in plaster plastic people despite evil I'll flourish fly like an eagle fuck the system make my own mathematic see the mathematical sequence ain't got secrets, no weakness except my love for desiring what are you inquiring what's required a home a loan a real one it's done. I dont need a beat. beat them with a freestyle meanwhile you senile why you bugging ou smoking stout no doubt flawssen clout all in my emotions hit me with a potion I been chosen aye promotion strong devotion. on a wave echo like a cave. god forgave why enslave shortwave grave on a potion I been choosing win and losing. oozing out the blood smoking on the bud watch as I stand in the mud flourish still I'm a lotus just notice focus. I dont need a beat but they get me on the beat now I'm spewing heat grandma calling but your smoked head to toe, so blazed out ready for dinners show. ohhh ma seen them eyes. she be bitching throwing fits. why my brother smell like shit. told a lie he smell like fire he was hanging from a telephone wire. he the gift shes the buyer we flow higher.

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