At the brink of death he cried out to god ''why?'' give me one more chance
Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance
I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
I'm sick of seeing ghetto-grown kids who nearly fight to death,
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
All we need is convienient love
And now the chance of my death increases.
God of the underworld
You to the world
They learned a lesson that death threaten without god protection,
And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin
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