You know many times I've had Visions of my own death I mean I can actually see in Visions of what it could be like you know? It makes you wonder, have you done everything you really want to do in life? Many visions of my death, I have visions for dimentia No repentin for the murder I committed with the Burner all up in your face, might I catch another case If I kill him when I hit him with the pistol whipper n***** step into the realm You would think I was from Elm Just because the way I hit you with the Fred Krueger Molest you I will rip the n***** stomach if they want it I will run up with the gun up like I'm Lex Luthor Hoppin and runnin on the track like I'm Mike Tyson Chewin a m*********a's lungs like an old lycan Poppin the funs, sparkin the gun Hoppin and jumpin up over the ones who wanna become Affiliated with the good life What's the next step when you vision your death? Do you run from accepting your sentence? If they sent a fella that wreckeded my helmet, Blood I will come back with the vengeance I can feel him getting closer I can feel him on my shoulder Coming over as I walk into the dark room Voodoo rituals Doing residuals Drinking 150 150 fill him with hollow tips and harpoons Never the less, I was impressed, by the way that n**** stood up in my s***e with the face of a demon All I heard was a pop, never knew that I was shot Did my body even drop? Am I bleeding? Little n**** always woofin like he wanna be Talkin this and that about what he is gonna be Do it to me when he beat me like a n**** was a G But I already know that he is just a wannabe From the front about to watch it what I'm gonna be n***** be trippin when I feel a difference with this time I tried to move, but my body feels like it's been hit up with strychnine
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