Produced By: DSTprod
[Intro]
Morray, that is to say...
[Verse 1]
War is for life
With us it's never over
Find me sixty years down the road from you with an uzi
No one has blue eyes in our house, except a husky
Colombia 92i< br/>Only on the white one we go skiing
We do everything that is violent, I like
Your clique plays the cello, the cello
Clic , bam! A colon is bleeding (bang, bang!)
I do it myself, fuck their justice
Scavengers like hyenas
Fast, I only have one life
I have the draw and I draw
I'm waiting for you at the airport like in Taken while I draw
Son!
I don't 'never let go of the matter-zer
To the bottom to silence her
Glock'zer in the RR, hands in the air!
[Chorus]
I have too many haters on the sides
I don't want to come to blows
I take out the direct kalash, very angry are ours
VVS1 are my diamonds, inexpensive are yours
I give so much love to mine
I don't have any more for the others
Blue white red on their badge, I laugh at them on the nose
Slave ship is never robbed
Little one you just hatched
92i takes no prisoners
[Verse 2]
Bullet in the head! Skeleton, skeleton!
I have my work cut out for me
She's purple, purple
I'm Master Fox, you're a weasel, weasel
J 'm more AK 7-4 Russian than Skyroulette, roulette
UKT on the crewneck, crewneck
I can take your flow back, it's me who gave it to you (2.7! 2.7!)
Bang! Bang! A little hate
A little suburbia, a little Jack in the veins
A little female dogs
AMG says the CL 65
No whims here, no pregnant women
Jack Da', dry ass, dry ass
I'm in the G5 above your head, you're in the Q7 Q7
[Chorus]
[ Verse 3]
OCB, 2 a.m., shopping Sidi IBrahim
I smoke, khod, weapons of war, I'm going to do worse than you imagine
MC I'll leave you joke, honor to the ladies
Fuck his mother running to be on time at work
Settling accounts on the net, I prefer to give you a shot schlass
It smokes too much zeb'zer, I have a wet cough
Apart from death, everything passes
Even in Charentaises I could give you a helping hand ¢ce
Not recommended like Caracas
There's a big void and just the sound of your carcass
My gun to your head, if that's not classy
I'm here to break things, not ice
[Chorus]
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