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DEATH PLUS


[Verse 1]
Whoa, here come the ghost
I'm the one that's lurking when you alone
Yuh, we do the most
Wind get to whistling when I come through
What the f*ck you really know, wanna know
Thinking that you're something that you're really not though
What? You f*ck with the cold
Get touched with the sh*t I got under my coat

[Verse 2]
Like trees get to swaying when I'm in the booth
The only one 'round here been making these moves
Think of someone then I want you to tell me
So I can one-up over all of them, too
I spit the truth, I don't say sh*t that I wouldn't or didn't ever try to do
You think you cool but you talkin' some sh*t about people you wish that you knew

[Verse 3]
Wasting my time on these people again
Everyone out here just seems to pretend
They don't wanna see us 'cause we remind them of everything they could've been (b*tch)
There is a cost, you could get whatever the f*ck you want
b*tch get it done
What? You think this sh*t ain't fun?
Then you wasn't meant for it, you got it f*cked up
[Verse 4]
What the real issue with it, you ain't real you a b*tch
And you'll get killed a minute, if you feel what I'm with it's
All true, what they say about you, b*tch
You don't do sh*t, little b*tch make room
Lookin' up to heaven but it ain't lookin' to you
f*ck God, I'm a killer and it's f*ck Jesus
I stay inside of the depths of my tomb
Plussed the f*ck up with the sh*t you ain't knew
b*tch
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