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DEAD PULSE
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Baker
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Wake up early in the morning Kinda feelin' like I'm Tony Montana I swing them hammers Ain't sh*t on my mind but money With the smile on my face The hoe sitting on my plate Can't ever seem to catch a break It's just the life that I make He borrowed money Told me get me back the next day He didn't show up so I cracked him Make the busta pay Never give up just an inch you break and take and show a B*t*h, you gotta get what you can get Then try to make the best of it The blunder kid I'm bringing trouble where I live Was raised to shake the cage I'm a product of what you fear The one who's style might be wierd But check this lesson in your ear Push the tape into the deck and play this bump until it's clear Bloody nose with some hoes in my clothes Had another episode and ended up and I don't know Paper chase is the wicked way But that's the only work that pays Can't ever keep my nose clean Since a youngin I was brave Never scared never shook Taught the ways by a crook From the mountains where I look Down the barrel watch me jook On your funky grave Laughin while I'm getting paid Smoking till my final days Rest in peace is all I say Get buck if you wanna Fueled off hate and marijuana No trust for a cona F**k with me then you's a goner So sick from around the way Throwing stones breaking bones Bringing hell to pay It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away Slow burning watch the time turning Ticking let it tick Put a blunt to my lips To my head I take a rip Slow falling now the time crawling Think I need a fix Take a rocket from the pocket as I drop into the mix With the six, double six Got the burning in my chest Sipping souls chalice made of gold I feel I'm not the test See the darks where I reside I sip by candlelight Necronomicon I define I'm just a deadite No life but I still have a pulse Black velvet on my skin I'm the evil holy ghost With the southern mans boast Hold your gla** of blood to toast Only here to get the most So this sacrifice I roast for all my goats Horn wicked wanna live my life out on the run Chasing shadows in the alleys of my memories Some decisions burden me But through my hate I'll always see The message right in front of me This is just my destiny For the flames, for the pain Im just one step from insane Just a horror hurricane Something tainted in the brain From the birth I've been clouded by the weather Cold storm through these nights I'm surviving for the better Hold your head up young buck See nobody gives a f**k So you gotta try your luck and better pray that it's enough No second chances when there ain't no choices to make You either take what you can get or else you're left to wait It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away It's just another day that I'm slowly wasting away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away Time burning, time burning let me burn it away
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