Apocalyptic Flow
(yall done started it now dawg..)( Aye) Fuck with the crew we straight at your neck never 'bout nothing but chasing a check not from the east but i Shek like im Wes Not just a game this verbal chess feels like I'm taking a tool to the chest with no vest just playing I jest all of my homies is blessed Rebel Army and we know we the best nobody will ever be defeating me got soldiers like we was just fleeting you see be up in the wind I be sheeting homie Just letting you know There's no competing with me 'Cause This apocalyptic flow We bring the hell fire separate from your flesh and pullfrom your desires money liquor whores and drugs it won't fulfill you is the love from above salvation is the realest I'm going to ride I live to die these inner thoughts I can't deny do I take the plea or do I try to lie Mr judge yes I'm not the guy I'm a cancerous little tumor that's best to remove much sooner no I'm not talking about humor this is logic of consumers it's evident no message yet just telling you where my money goes we live it all with no regret so you know how it all goes I didn't come to preach I came to kill my enemies and my friends as well so save a spot for your head to dwell when I send these mother fuckers back to hell
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