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knucklehead - acid souljah lyrics

it’s not looking good for us
sha*sha*shadow
shadow wizard money gang, we love casting spells!
so evil boys!

[verse 1: acid souljah]
i been counting up im getting h*lla bread
that boy dumb as f*ck, he act like a knuckle head
i took a xan, i don’t care if it’s blue, green, or red
i just sold 100 xans and it was laced with fent
this b*tch said i look like christ dillinger
i’m mad confused, how i look like christ dillinger?
she want some fancy food i took her to the taco bell and kfc combo
you hittin one shots
b*tch, i’m hittin combos
i’ll roll this whole pack up in a [?] though
and i’ll smoke it to myself, b*tch (holy sh*t!)
i don’t care if you think that i’m selfish
i’m also out here [?] (sha*sha*shadow)
[verse 2: christ dillinger]
[?] selfish
did what i did, i ain’t ask for forgiveness
wake up in the morning, i’m thanking the based god
[?] for the based god
based god was there when i was [?] up
based god was there when i took a fake perc
i feel like based god in this tiny shirt (shadow)
she gotta be based or it ain’t gonna work
[?] in the back when i’m lighting it up [?] the terminator
big ass boots so i stomp a n*gga till he stop moving i’m the timbilator
get the work from the plug, call the jug, drop the work at the jug house
jug don’t get the phone, i’mma be waiting outside the jug house
i feel the based god hand on my shoulder the first time i took a fake pill
pill guy come through, drop off the percs, get out, we ain’t tryna chill
trackhawks look like silent hill (shadow)
went to therapy, but i’m violent still
try to change my ways, i’m fighting still

[verse 3: dream caster]
i try to change my ways, i can’t
i pop a perc, i don’t take xans
[?] sam i am
and i get a million and go to j*pan
i’m in j*pan, i ain’t got a gun
i still feel safe
i ain’t feel that way in a long time
but when i fly home, i gotta tote that b*tch at all times
but i chose to be this way, i can’t go back
i’m riding around with that gas pack
i put my gun on her night stand
[?]
and my bro so f*cked up off the white and the pipe
in shadow world [?]
[verse 4: ricky chix]
[?] to a 15 now, p*ssy boy wanna come pull up now
i don’t f*ck with that old b*tch now
20 on me go f*ck her mouth
[?] and joeyy they got the gout
i just wanna make that lil b*tch pout
[?] racks, f*ck the clout
[?] and kick him out
i’m in the shed and we way too op
sippin jet lean, codeine in my cup
b*tch i’m with chris, we [?]
up in the urus, way too stuck
on my bro, my bro gotta bro
on my bro, gotta f*ck my bro
told that b*tch come f*ck my bro
told that b*tch come f*ck my bro

sha*sha*shadow taylor
shadow wizard, goblin insanity (hit them with the fentanyl)
the shadow people, are in your walls!
sha*sha*shadow taylor

- acid souljah lyrics

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