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$ui-$ui-$ui-$uicide
Back from the Dead
$witchblade
I got dreams of blowing my brains out
While ******* some *****es in the mouth
Keep these hoes wet with a jaw full of clout
Young white demon from the south
Drinking lean, never liquor
Two-phone shawty, dial up the digits
Anarchy's the mission, said **** a religion, can I get a witness? Uh
Syrup in my Icee, having threesomes at the movies
That's the beauty of the groupies, just gone and ask Lil' Uzi
$uicide, unifies all the scrutinized
So please either crucify or euthanize
My super size fantasy to cease my life
Never, never sold crack but I smoked it
Think you the cream of the crop, Imma bring out the locusts
Hold up lemme focus, yeahhhhh
*****, I'm sipping brain punch, drain my lunch's veins
Blood stains in my fangs, punk, rock, paper, scissors
Shoot goo in your dame, uh, walking with a limp
Notre Dame Hunch, back to the bat cave and pack a wrap fat
Blaze up plankton, I'm fried like Frankenstein
Can't think right, put a gun to my head with a blank in mind
Take my time, away from life
I ******* hate my gears and cranks
They grind, all day and night
I might delay my decay if I gave a flying **** (but I don't)
But I don't, uh
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