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iced out pimp swag (club mix) - greygod lyrics

murder in my mind
read my thoughts and you’ll be blind
suicide isn’t kind
you’ve got me running around and dreaming
next thing you know i’m hanging from the ceiling
blood from my wrist
and this lsd got me bleeming
tab of lsd and a sip of iced tea
walk and my shoes and you’ll never want see me
wild plea in the deep blue sea
bucket hat with the green tea
you hoes only want my viatamin d
hepatitis b
hoes get that indian rupee
i’ve got a master’s degree
on swaggin at spelling b’s
give a b-tch nigga a third degree burn
take my chances take my turns
make it rain, or make it burn
sit here and listen to graveworm
jesus christ it’s jason bourne
stab you in the neck with a horn
s/o to mary pope osborne
i don’t need hope i just want dope
tie a rope into a noose
alcohol abuse, nah i’m sippin on apple juce
and greygoose
nigga you look like a moose
you keep asking for features cause you’re a coboose
banging school teachers on the bleachers
drawing godlike creatures
having seizures
while holding tweezers
godlikeboys and real belivers
b-tch -ss rappers always lookin like beavers

- greygod lyrics

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