Living and Dying Is the Same Thing lyrics

[Intro: BRUHMANEGOD]
Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture
You don't gotta do what I wanna do
Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture
You don't gotta do what I wanna do
Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture

Without a Reason

We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent

[Verse 1: BRUHMANEGOD]
You don't gotta do what I wanna do
Pu-Pu-Pullin' up to your living room and I'm takin' off your mama's shoes
Take a picture, flash
Yeah, baby daddy utilities
No you is not gang, you can't come inside the facility
Only-only spider gang in my circle, in my vicinity
Bi-Bi-b*tch I got a tech, a ridicule artillery
b*tch I'm smokin' stain-ain-ain, b*tch I'm smokin' illicitly
Oh-Oh-Oh hе want some static? You want-You want some elеctricity?

[Verse 2: SURGE]
One-One-One man army, f*ck yo' parties
Fu-Full set of armor, with a barbie
I-I-I ain't sorry I don't give a f*ck
I feel highly I was blood thirsty, it's a flood
Eyes gray to bud , I-I been [?] like a stud
I'll f*ck if [?] plug, mean mug
My grave I [?], shockwaves come forward
If you pay my b*tch it's through cocaine unless you-
[Verse 3: LXWLIFE]
[?] something, I can not [?]
All this discussing, I wish [?] nothin'
I-I don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch
Lane switch, tell her don't b*tch
Tell a-Tell a hoe b*tch, suck di*k
[?] with the [?] fit
[?]
I get one with the [?], I get one with the [?]
[?]
Out here just tryna get higher, [?]
J-Jocking my style
[?], [?]
f*ck that, I grab the rifle and i f*cking shoot it up
And I gave no f*cks, that's what I told ya
[?] soldier, now from the [?]
Man I told you 'bout the [?], [?]
[?] in his soda

[Verse 4: MKULTRA]
Bring it back like quarter, I'm foldin', I got that prada open
I can drop my [?], I'm P.O.T.U.S I got that b*tch explodin
You are so devoted, and coated in gold, b*tch i'm goin
Kickin' down doors, on top of these hoes, I could go
Bam, bam, bam, [?] bring it down
Imma [?], and smoke 'em by the ounce
Surfin' b*tch you drown, in the waves goin' down
I could go psycho, Imma go psycho
[Verse 5: CXRPSE]
Honestly, I don't even wanna do a feature
Throw the whole track away like n*gga it's nice to meet you
Tryna give me simple currency, n*gga I'm bout to beat ya
Now all I taste is blood, I'm feelin just like Vegeta
I might put you in sediment, I am a veteran
n*ggas on top but they still be irrelevant
Keep my name out yo f*ckin mouth
[?], heard they hanging for melanin
That sh*t is still a shame, how I'm comin with the heat
Everythin' you sayin' yo' opinion obsolete
I only wanted money just to say that I could eat
Later with yo' b*tch and now she got me on repeat
He say he on the stone with me i'm not gone let him breathe
You just another n*gga and the world will see you bleed
This isn't babylon we'll bring you down onto you knees
You think you meetin' god but I'm the only thing you see
But I'm the only thing you see
But you don't have to look at me
Nor do you have to pay attention to what I'm do-

Ay, hol'up hol'up hol'up
You thought this was over?

[Outro: BRUHMANEGOD]
Only-only spider gang in my circle, in my vicinity
Bi-Bi-b*tch I got a tech, a ridicule artillery
b*tch I'm smokin' stain-ain-ain, b*tch I'm smokin' illicitly
Oh-Oh-Oh he want some static? You want-You want some electricity?