🤬Beautiful High👹

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01 Dec 2020

#defycrew#2029#lyrical#ndnthegreat#freeflownation#rapfame LYRICS👇 why keep doing this shit see whats in my head Flaming twitch of the eye lid. Nervous flinch look what I did . Happen real quick and your mind dead Hyped type shit indirect i fled Talk of tha town says blood red A real lifestyle Native american ranger filled with revenge and anger killing through the winter Bullets empty out the chamber A real Lonesome killer Never really noticed those rugged haters Upon haters still treading through the lions den greater Creator infiltrator musical slayer A born again lyrical player mind feeling numb Juke slide slip fly never really living untill you die Dip dive roll over to the other side Beautful colors elaborate a beautiful high You alive Sweet taste like the center of a Kumquat Stand up right neck flop stalk walk rocking the cock walk she locked target hot twat Slipping  the hard talk got a drop top she squat  hitting the hot spot ndn non stop  motha fucka off tha clock high tripping on pot jumping her heart like 1200 kilowatts we move in Motion of the waves life of A brave Were insinc in harmonic sway Arms around as she gently lays God be true im tired of being betrayed Nailed in my hand swift motion slashes cut reach my blackness why the fuck she test my madness i kept that next to sadness Corrupt my happiness with everything's eles pretty much hit or miss I'll be so relentless my poetic bitterness writing insidious with hideous intent For pure satisfaction ill leave a dented imprint Juke slide slip fly never really living untill you die Dip dive roll over to the other side Beautful colors elaborate a beautiful high are You alive convinced that gods blessed a prince but knowing I was born different So intese from the fire that forged  Remanence of the ice that sharpened The sword a gallant thrust must I maintain Relevant gain regain to bring the pain Position my visions i leave em empty wide eye Shivering my beastmode power lock feeling them bugging lungs burning pistons gunning a million miles you call me vile you notice my hocu pocus creates the perfect smile so in focus when I realese a foreign projectile poetry is born to be wild

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