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he’s still alive [prod. earl sweatshirt] - chris capture lyrics

[intro]
“shouts to homy. i don’t know, man, y’all n*ggas did that sh*t justice. but i got to spit to this sh*t (projects so f*ck it though, bullsh*t).”

[verse]
wrote this sh*t right here with the blood of judas
i’m used to elusive ways and accept of deceptions, tryna swindle in surges ways
so i merge to insert the pain
no truces, dearly departed (for real)
keep truth of we all spark when we chuckin’ a duce duces (come on man)
i’m too ruthless, on these tracks i don’t shuck and jab
i write with a dancing form, rhythm stepping right when i rhythm
not giving no chances for ‘em, hectic writer on a mission
that scripted a frantic poem, enhance when my hands are formed (aww)
i told you to keep it real, but your tongue was shaped as a fork
remorse was never an option, so i’m locked in with a plot
just to put a cease to your talking, no reminder, i’m your highness (look)
behold a golden crown, my actions speaking more loud than the highest grade of the finest kush
give you raps with some minus hooks
n*ggas know that i’m tryna cook, a chef at his best can’t contest if he’s less than me
head the lesson or it’s messy, see
f*ck up out my kitchen ‘fore you end up as a recipe (hehe)
f*ck a 30 pieces, they get you x’ed for a lesser fee (for real)
and if you do believe betrayers, they still bleed even after you had to k!ll them
their bloodline flows in a caesar’s planted his children (facts)
so until then i’m kissed by the intermission of hatred (yeah)
animalistic nature (yeah)
the only way we can out it, defeat is the bare minimum (okay)
k!ll devour these cowards and feast on these d*mn criminals (grrr)
bleeding these d*mn imbeciles, reaching a man’s pinnacle, so
watch who you kick it with and the friends that you choose (hold up)
n*ggas will play your part just to sit and study your moves (on god)
and be the major role in the actions that made you lose (facts)
and kick you while you down, now the trauma will never move (that’s right)
imbedded inside your psyche, the pain has left you a bruised (come on)
now it’s likely you’re thinking like me, it’s several options to choose (yeah)
don’t stop ‘til the enemies see a death they ain’t destitute (yeah)
what else am i left to do? my essence is left confused
i question infectious views
good guy who became the villain cause he was feeling abused
the karma is taking long (yeah)
“what goes around comes around”, we all know that d*mn song
never did no foul sh*t but foul sh*t keeps happening (for real)
f*ck everybody, it’s not a post nor a organ (yeah)
it’s dark and cold in my avenue (f*ck all you)
[interlude]
yeah, yeah (f*ck all you n*ggas man)
rapping too much, so it’s how we gon’ end this sh*t (look)
i said
(f*ck n*ggas f*ck n*ggas, yeah, yeah, yeah, aye)

[chorus]
it’s the motherf*cking p*i*double z*a g*o*d
my n*gga, what it be?
none of y’all n*ggas ain’t f*cking with me
nah, none of y’all, i said
it’s the motherf*cking p*i*double z*a g*o*d
my n*gga, what it be?
none of y’all n*ggas ain’t f*cking with me
nah, none of y’all n*ggas ain’t f*cking with me (aww)

- chris capture lyrics

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