911
41 Plays
•16 Sep 2018
Born on 911 Its a curse but mommas blessing Walk a lonley road so stay with a weapon Aint ben to church but talkin to reveran If i died tonight i doubt i'd go to heaven Lookin up at god prayin lord gimme severance Before i hit a dead end Evil thoughts just keep on spreading Like a parasite You cant see it in my eyes I push it down inside Im tired but i try I cant even lie I think of suicide U know its hard to live But pretty easy to die Maybe some day it'll be blue skies But i feel blind This is my young mind Im like a train Im runnin off the tracks Im always fuckin stressin I can never relax So its back to the old me Like tentacion im SAD! And im like my dad Im always fuckin mad And im used to doin bad Taking out the bags of glad To the curb for the trash Yeah im Lookin at my life Lookin at the past Its past tense Seein life thru a sixth sense Old houses same picket fence Makin money payin rent See an angel heaven sent But i am that demon n the futures what im seein ill be livin like a king and always fuckin feastin so let me blow a kiss cock suckers sayin shit so ill hop on u mother fuckas like im will smith real shit u feel it new whip rounds kick full clip n u know i wont miss like im deadshot new story new plot whos hot yung slayer on the block they blowin up my phone n its never gonna stop new rolli tick tock time is money so im keepin on the clock cuz i walk the walk and talk the talk now its time for me to launch 3 2 1 blast off
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Born on 911 Its a curse but mommas blessing Walk a lonley road so stay with a weapon Aint ben to church but talkin to reveran If i died tonight i doubt i'd go to heaven Lookin up at god prayin lord gimme severance Before i hit a dead end Evil thoughts just keep on spreading Like a parasite You cant see it in my eyes I push it down inside Im tired but i try I cant even lie I think of suicide U know its hard to live But pretty easy to die Maybe some day it'll be blue skies But i feel blind This is my young mind Im like a train Im runnin off the tracks Im always fuckin stressin I can never relax So its back to the old me Like tentacion im SAD! And im like my dad Im always fuckin mad And im used to doin bad Taking out the bags of glad To the curb for the trash Yeah im Lookin at my life Lookin at the past Its past tense Seein life thru a sixth sense Old houses same picket fence Makin money payin rent See an angel heaven sent But i am that demon n the futures what im seein ill be livin like a king and always fuckin feastin so let me blow a kiss cock suckers sayin shit so ill hop on u mother fuckas like im will smith real shit u feel it new whip rounds kick full clip n u know i wont miss like im deadshot new story new plot whos hot yung slayer on the block they blowin up my phone n its never gonna stop new rolli tick tock time is money so im keepin on the clock cuz i walk the walk and talk the talk now its time for me to launch 3 2 1 blast off
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