Correction Paroles Red Hand Chopped par Fyre

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Make me break the law, cause I'm a creature of habit
I'm your sister's cousin's niece's lover, everybody's at it
Can you relate if you hate?
20 bucks a gram just to get your mind straight today to concentrate
Disintegrate fate
Reiterate the mindstate, obliterate the confrate
Blazing while I wait even though I'm late
Consecrate my metal gate
Sacramento's potent tape
Accidental promo dates
Rolling low in slow mo tapes on record
Lyrics dripping from my sword
Hear this stripping when you're bored
Make you grip upon your toe
Even mo', hit it for the 5 a day
When I'm older, guess I'll pay
Now I'll just parlay and smoke another anyway

It hit my soul like a sultry lady in red
Who climbed out the window of cabins in my head
It said "pain tickles if you've been on the edge
Don't make love with pistols, tucked in my bed"
I been fiending for surprise, you heard what I said
Allergic to the middle like many of the dead
Don't need your reply, I'll take Jesus instead
With some new blood cus I forgot why I bled
The days of dynasty is the people I dread
It's hot and I can't see the Sun
Licking shots at everyone
But I'm not just some bum on a cot
In the slums smoking pot like sucking thumbs
I know a lot bout feeling numb
Hold my spot down til they come
And take me away from the place I stay
Put on my thongs, lock the door, walk the long way to the store
Cause I'm gone, waiting for another calm day to pour rays of light
Through my broken eyes while they cope with the size of the trip that's taking over my visit
On vacation at home, getting lifted
By the way, if you love me, you're twisted

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