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erielands - plymouth da pheonix lyrics

erielands

verse: 1

the jungle is a bytch
cause n this climate
a n-gg- that’s made of ur blood will turn real quick
tell u it’s love
and once they ain’t around u
front off quick
all out they lips
talking like u ain’t shyt
then once they need u
be back on d-cks
like
we fam tho
come on blood over ego
be real
ain’t that a bytch bro
and this ain’t sentiment toe
this life and death tho
in moments u ready to ride for um
put ur life on the line for um
blood on the ground for um
u step right up for um
then the truth come out on um
they hate u
and it been that way
they flipping
the snake way
n-gg-s u bout to beef whit
giving u the run down on some real shyt
almost as if they ur kin folk
and u don’t know these n-gg-s from a pot p-ss

chorus

sunny days
shine on dogs all the same
shyt done n the dark
will surface some way
fake love
fake blood
dissolves in this summer rain
so when they show u their stand
understand they ain’t from this erieland

verse: 2

as the situation unfolds
clowns will always surface with a red nose
foot way across the road
like i thought it was blood
u wanna snuff um out
but u know they play whit cops tho
and where we from
that’s a no no
the blood is weak
very watered down into vinegar bro
watch out for the lizards that’s really snakes tho
this is why no new n-gg-s get let in the circle
friends be foes
fam be like hired -ss-ssins
they out for you
they on ur -ss kin
keep ur head up
and move
fake shyt always die out
real n-gg-s never loose
we too stand up
in a flood
we still breathe above the waters
when the fake shyt die off
we still be rising on um

chorus

verse: 3

dreary love
from bytches u would tranfuse blood
one minute they there
the next they left u dead in the mud
i got a feeling
that bytch i’m seeing
been lying lately
been using big home aaaaaaaa
she been frauding crazy
i wanna put hands on lady
but i gotta keep my cool
cause we don’t sweat sweet sady
hood bytches do the same things
stay the known thots
broke tryna get four wings
i just rise like sun
shine bright on all this dog shyt
these bytches ain’t good for nothing but d-ck
left u shanta’s trash side
for my chardonnay whit shardai
should been back home
i just been trippin lately

- plymouth da pheonix lyrics

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