Nathan Arrowwood

Bricks, flips, pistol grip

Nathan Arrowwood
Bricks, flips, pistol grip

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21 Nov 2020

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4 years ago

Flippin these bricks like the flick of my wrist Hittin these licks like mitchy im slick playin trick as quick as i spit talkin that shit i got you dont trip splitin your shit with the pistol i grip Crackin yo cheeck with the edge of my gun trust hommie i do this fun fuckin around ill hit you with one blood spits out words caught on your tounge with your sheets your body is hung tryd to fight not as quick as my gun My lead it is heavy that shit ton clippin your wings that shit leave spun im the alpha you just a runt im the kicker your head i will punt go run i love to hunt your life just passed by tryed to lie but im the swatter and you are the fly so high right now i could just die in the clouds sayin goodbye angels wing open wide gates of heaven start to divide a look of suprise as you realize the demonstrations inside hitchin a ride behind your back your hands are tied run and hide ill take your life cutin you up like a piece of a pie jesus crist im walking the line heaven to hell how far i have fell Am I crazy insane or insanly crazy brain feeling hazy hands feeling lazy minds racing changing no hesitating with this bullet it's your head I'm deflatingtossed me down deep in the the well makin a wish price is steep quite hard to tell where kells here he down here ringin bells fetching water with empty pales oh well what the hell im clever and you never beter be testin me its my pedigree to level the these thoughts heavenly tremendously demonic grab the tnic here comes the stretcher your bodys on it tried fluant it but im wanted huantin these rappers they the fuckin actors drivin tractors in front of the 2green screen but im evil see sold my soul to be the holy g popin e and im rolling b fuck there you go trolling me hold it cheese say please here the keys steady mobin theese streets talk is cheap move in silence take a seat be patience dont make a peep got you pacing theres the cliff take a leap throw your body in a heap creepin on you like a tan till my hand find your neck line and im rippin out your damn spine here the wine no body no crime grab the lye dont ask why trust in me im the devilishly mellting he in to dust see birry the rest near a tree you hearing me irrarally leary clearly im insanely talentedly handing these bars with ease hittin so hard they leave you scared marked over your heart heres your card you foolin blood poolin you lossin conchessness with finess ill put you on a conner in a dress unless you confess im the best take a knee say the creed take your leave and heade drive off and dont speed your meat ima cleave hang like a reaf life is cheap gettin shaken like a leaf so please allow me to show these holy places where men with no faces lockin us up for these cases now ppl calling us racists while these courtrooms are ageist they dangerous makin changes that will enslave us

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