You see dem boys sign me to the scope right
She died, i cried, my eyes opened wide,
Your sort of like my sister,
"contemplate", i wrote about her
So before i go, you should harvest food
I'm a brute, your sister blow my flute,
I know you see me looking girl go on and act right
Well its done. its over. my wife is gone, she died.
I thrive on makin’ my opponents think that i’ve died
I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right
Holder of my life belonged to my sister
And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for
It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for
Splitting swisher's on the porch with my sister
Few days back my sister lost her son....
They had a hell of a run
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