Or you can do better on some hate shit
Caus he vibes and he lies chronic
Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through
I know you're in heaven now, and there's nothing i can do.
Im progression, pop a molly im sweatin, 5,6, and 7 off to heaven,
And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them
As he skins into hell's grasp as it wasn't heaven he believed in, he laughed,
This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt
Hes rasin hell and pullin heaven to earth
Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors
Like they're angles from heaven.
Something wicked this way come
You needed your top angel back in heaven, to help the by and by.
Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die
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