Guns N’ Studios

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//Hook//
Two planted shells to the face
Had him using off the threshold of the lake
But if you listen closely near those days
Ay, ay
 
You can nevertheless hear the ghost of them
Body elements, they discovered most of them
Look, it`s simply some other story withinside the existence of the golden one
A display screen identity holdin’ guns
 
Two planted shells to the face
Had him using off the threshold of the lake
But if you listen closely near those days
Ay, ay
 
//Verse//
A deadly mistake
Punctured his chest with a triton
But the champ swift
Tried to surprise him like lightening
But he nonetheless fighting
The eyes of double returned barrels
Had the villain staring down
Squeezing canons like Jack Sparrow
My nigga fell
His existence? C’mon though
On the sea ground begging for
Dashed out zero
Could this be the remaining writing of our hero?
The steel thoughts going to battle with a tyrant who manage the waters like Poseidon
That sort of double-zero cinematic fashion
Storms out, the weapons capping
Look, name waves splashing
Across the splendid lakes
 
//Hook//
Two planted shells to the face
Had him using off the threshold of the lake
But if you listen closely near those days
Ay, ay
 
You can nevertheless hear the ghost of them
Body elements, they discovered most of them
Look, it`s simply some other story withinside the existence of the golden one
A display screen identity holdin’ guns
 
Two planted shells to the face
Had him using off the threshold of the lake
But if you listen closely near those days
Ay, ay
 
//Verse//
The nigga gave chase they racing pace boats
But the go with the drift became only a decoy
Hat cocked to the aspect like a real b-boy
His fish out like Bruce Leeroy
The god going through him
The boss like a caddy fought withinside the past
One blast shatter souls like glass
Grabbed a hammer from his wasteband
Ran up on an entire military of slaves
Inside the entice house, he tunnelled via caves
He well-prepared pagers withinside the air he can odor the stench
Heard the goons held up off of '26
On the suggest streets of Plymouth ave withinside the black grand Torino
Its a scene from out of Groundhouse shot through Tarantino
The devil's hand referred to as the black axe
On the quest for vapors
 
//Hook//
Two planted shells to the face
Had him using off the threshold of the lake
But if you listen closely near those days
Ay, ay
 
You can nevertheless hear the ghost of them
Body elements, they discovered most of them
Look, it`s simply some other story withinside the existence of the golden one
A display screen identity holdin’ guns
 
Two planted shells to the face
Had him using off the threshold of the lake
But if you listen closely near those days
Ay, ay
 
You can nevertheless hear the ghost of them
Body elements, they discovered most of them
Look, it`s simply some other story withinside the existence of the golden one
A display screen identity holdin’ guns
Ay, ay

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Peezus
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