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pulp fiction - dop3boyghost lyrics

pulp fiction
dop3boyghost

briefcases, transaction on a week basis
scansion these rhymes of a cheap skate b-tch
mansion from crimes on that we major
pulled of a heist as a teenager

money making missions down the avenue
hunger for some dinner so we had to move
white girls doing white girl till they cannot
move knew this one girl who’s heart was
mechanical , that shit tripped me out
trippen out till my mommy kick me out
now its kawasaki bikes n 50 tho
hop inside a sickle cell
cop the fire let it dwell sick enough to pickle hell
in a bullet shell, n i never liked authority
making moves immorally
but more importantly
god appointed to be the righteous and the orderly
started off a quarter weed , life has no warranty
i’m diclosed quarantine , models c-ke line n porno sceans

sucker punch a sucker son stuff his body in this trunk
chop the shooty grease the pump
probably piece his body parts to freeze his lungs
cleaning brains fragments with the kleenex gun
unholy murder homie u ever seen jesus run ?
sick thoughts running into the bathroom to beat his lunch wrist rock the cash crop to feed the slums
i’m james franco hit a jeffrey then strangle a damsel
extasy pils melted n shipped thru the candle
pineapple express n some purple mangos
acid drop n the world look diagonal

- dop3boyghost lyrics

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