dead americana poetry - vnce carter lyrics
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mishka fitted royalty
black bandana dead americana poetry
post-trap purgatory
$ud $ale, no degrees
ice cold, january, february, legendary march…
push a b-tton and the chevy starts… jo rock
slow motion, 6’s on the box
kizzo still twistin’ swisha’s, still mississippin’ on the rocks…
been livin’ now we trillin’ every single day we biddin large…
bars from a generation ready-made, hate us for the f-ck we wasn’t giving winning eur’day
hate for the fact i’m not an english motherf-cker, j’pas un french motherf-cker… i’m a dead motherf-cker son!
never gave a sh-t, never did, bet i never will, cause a n-gga ill, so we deal, just a little bit…
longer for i conquer this addiction, your condition my perdition: gold & b-tches
walking like egyptian, pharaohs versus any form of modern superst-tions…
hd, new edition, super-villain, third eye, new religion
(new ambition) (chevy ride) (3 eyes) (superficial)
what it do? air forces 92, coming through, done runnin youngin’s on they upcoming
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