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The Wages of Sin Is Death
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Pouya
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[Intro] MTM, hit 'em with the heat [Verse 1] What a surprise, the vibe get eerie when I slide Who can I trust when my whole gang is dead inside? The way I move be so low-key tense on the rise Just wrote a verse say yeah, yeah, yeah, that's bread for life The way this life work got me thinking I ain't real Should I just blow my head off, see how that shit feel? Or should I stick around and grow old like my dad The way this time be ticking, feel like it's too fast [Chorus] I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time [Verse 2] Baby Bone so cold, I got the ocean frozen overnight Pistol grip right by the hip in case they want to take my life You roll the dice, you pay the price Four, five, six, so give me my chips Don't make me have to tell you twice I need that vice to cope with all my vices Off the Xanax and the Vicodin got me feeling lifeless Like I'm slowly crawling out my home, my foes gon' fold I bite, no bark, when the world goes dark I feel at home again Lord, forgive me for all of my sins I'm just trying to win, in this world full of losers [Chorus] I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time [Outro] I'm running out of time, slowly running out of time
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