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Pale Horse

Pale Horse

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31 May 2019

fish scale tippin the scale by the pale siniffen the rail makin us sail by blowin spinach and kale till it diminish and finish another bail ask my brother satin readin scriptures in brail we ain't hating just awaitin operating it's a must at hevens gate smokin angeldust life is unjust full of disgust there's no love just lust till the nut that I bust never ran never rushed all the ice that I crushed I'm the man mastered the plan rappin in ceran on lamb packin the stash of hash from Afghanistan then back to Iraq again to iran with the stacks of cash in my hand sign-in checks like autographs to my fans buying land for a few hundred grand supply and demand hope you understand and can withstand this chain of command fuck youre swag you cant stand fast your ass is sinking in quicksand when I'm thinking watch my mind expands slow i row gently down the streem wit a laser beam on you and your team Poppin of shots blowin off steam all this time knowing life is just a dream so imma fill my cup till it spills with cream grind behind enemy lines catching a tan still stay cool blowin green like a fan in a smoke screen sipping lean unseen dippin flippin work to these fiends on ice never slippin row ya boat cause life is just a dream or riddle something get a little extreme for your regime put you in the middle get played like a fiddle by my words i spiddle keepin it hot like a griddle on the block creepin fuck the cops if the peepin over mounds of dope we be leapin . by the heep for bugs we be sweepin plus i be the plug never found me sleepin ,

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5 years ago

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5 years ago

fish scale tippin the scale by the pale siniffen the rail makin us sail by blowin spinach and kale till it diminish and finish another bail ask my brother satin readin scriptures in brail we ain't hating just awaitin operating it's a must at hevens gate smokin angeldust life is unjust full of disgust there's no love just lust till the nut that I bust never ran never rushed all the ice that I crushed I'm the man mastered the plan rappin in ceran on lamb packin the stash of hash from Afghanistan then back to Iraq again to iran with the stacks of cash in my hand sign-in checks like autographs to my fans buying land for a few hundred grand supply and demand hope you understand and can withstand this chain of command fuck youre swag you cant stand fast your ass is sinking in quicksand when I'm thinking watch my mind expands slow i row gently down the streem wit a laser beam on you and your team Poppin of shots blowin off steam all this time knowing life is just a dream so imma fill my cup till it spills with cream grind behind enemy lines catching a tan still stay cool blowin green like a fan in a smoke screen sipping lean unseen dippin flippin work to these fiends on ice never slippin row ya boat cause life is just a dream or riddle something get a little extreme for your regime put you in the middle get played like a fiddle by my words i spiddle keepin it hot like a griddle on the block creepin fuck the cops if the peepin over mounds of dope we be leapin . by the heep for bugs we be sweepin plus i be the plug never found me sleepin ,

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