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dr. strain - rey morado lyrics

flames of the faltine
shiii, ugh ugh

i might really insane, hold up, i blame it on the drain, it may k!ll in fact
helium heal me it keep me in tact, i keep up the attack, how he heave and he hack
spill every drop til we even, in fact, we could never be that, been so long in a deficit
spit so effortless, thing of the past, you can’t find em like this no more, rey on his eckerd sh*t
gotta keep the drugs, f*ck a felony
blue lights, eat the pack, think i’m pelican
true vice, steal yo light, favor edison
estuary, now she wet again
i can’t find a peer that i ain’t better than
all my n*ggas at the door, won’t let us in
lose my head over lettuce, i cannot chop it up
need my silence, work for better zen

fe fie fo fum, finfangfoom, muhf*ck these n*ggas
loch ness, i be the monster with it
last meal got my tonsils drippin
take or hit or two, if not, you trippin
it just help me focus round the plot
i do hocus pocus on the clock
i got vultures waiting down the block, f*ck it
these days i been feeling like its taladega
round and round, on fire
electric fence around town, barbed wire
with a gun to my scalp, its hard to fire
probably been did that, wasn’t for supplier
my heart perspire, my art expire never
big flame, be the black power fade endeavor
black sheep, and my clan birds of a feather
black man, f*ck the klan, same thing 12
f*ck the world, til the stone feel like velvet
bet i bleed, never drop knees
ever trudge through the mud, boy i’m feelin godly
shirt off, same thing, b*tches gawk, golly
need that gawk gawk errthang, like xyz
be a freak of night, card up my sleeve
got a garden in jar, ever harvest the tree, godd*mn

these days, these days, these days
feel like time might stop a minute
fast forward, now my top be spinning
all my n*ggas need guap infinite
cream of the crop, top percentage
hold up, who the f*ck got problem wit it?
hold up, this sh*t is not gone pretty
i can’t sit still, coming for yo city
fe fie fo fum, finfangfoom, muhf*ck these n*ggas
loch ness, i be the monster with it
last meal got my tonsils drippin
take or hit or two, if not, you trippin
it just help me focus round the plot
i do hocus pocus on the clock
i got vultures waiting down the block, f*ck it

time is an enemy to us all
f*ck it

- rey morado lyrics

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