Gloo Day (02:02)

elivate meditate tell me how that medical taste no worries i never lace must be gods grace i let you show your face another place i hit your face with a mace splater brains all over interface ill wear your face in place while i rob this bank then the chase back to your place wear your head is laid to waste. im in the jewlry store buying wifey another ring want to find me listen to the sirens sing. i aint scard show your place just another murder case bloods indian cut off your skin wearing your face like im leather face like im in a horror movie ya i hear you screaming i was just chilling back smoking but you and ur boys came ah poken like pickachu i choose you smith lord using lighting too like a magnet to the tv i will fucking fry you as long as i dont get to high to im not one to complain im no fucking saint im just self made trying to get paid pave a way for a better life before i die and leave all my talent wasted behind. i aint scard show your place just another murder case bloods indian cut off your skin wearing your face like im leather face