freestyle killa

lot pain gon keep dumpin say ur name like u wasnt passed away i start cussin like when u died over nothing fetty wap dont stop bussin now is u leavin or comin intended to end it the discussion loopy mind no trustin had me hot like wow fuck it cry in my sleep flooding my dreams n these scenes rush me once upon a time u couldnt touch us but the drugs is wat crushed us tight knit family got busted ripped slipped deconstructed missing my mommy keep the visual on me still feel resisitable calling its lethal lyrical possies interanllly culturally shocking fisachie numero uno vitrually coomon copy w when they gonna notice its him they wanna fuck wit his friend straight up exposing his twin focus on holding it in only friend lending his hand/ hope issupposedly in/ hoplessness blows in the win / something told us to win/ critical systematical blend mad it was him/ q l / the world of destructive we had done it love ones died in the strugglin now we all suffer n smothered the loss of my mother lynn diane misses rowlen showing explaining with every word that i utter county wanna@@@ judge us like they all liven above us never walked thru fire like fuck us how could they love us too much hurt dirt n troubles makin it work the cursed all sudden hear your voices now my vision in doubles sit soakin tears in a puddle got no feelings emotional bubble relocatio uhna hardera fumble locked in a tunnel spitting out wit a funnel always easy to be humble they be sleezy i wonder if they leave us down under wanna beat us call out to jesus in numbers one dementional hunters splitt up into the summers thats two woman who loved me whonis u kidden they must be scarred in the jungle needed time to be breathen leading mines smongst of the brothers i hope im blessed n recover dope siick trna trouble have u under the covers in the middle of summer bringing lightning n thunder s a fucker trap u take u set u up for some failure shit like no other definite silent ass killer evidently purposely killing they wanna judge us baby tried to luv us babyunder covers were lovers with butter