Reminisce

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My Last

Hakuna Matata

NUCLEAR BARBEQUE is a deeply introspective album on the theme of relationships and love dealing with romantic love, loss, and the ultimate problems we deal with day to day including cheating, break-ups, selfishness, and loneliness.

Bedsick (Prod. Andrew Kinchion)

DOG CENTRAL TRACK 4

VERSE 1
It get scary when da sun out,
Pull up with blickies wit my niggas like it’s sundown (uh)
Pushing P, I put my ones down
Welcome to city bitches running from dat gun sound, wit bitches having fun now,
Money, pussy, and a casket,
You gotta watch it when a thug intelligent and trapping,
Really a G inside a nigga when da mud packin
Ain’t got no pistols, when I pray I turn a soul backwards 
The way I’m spitting, like I’m Jimmy, all I breathe is asthma,
Like 21, no warming, biting, only dogs attacking (uh)
I gotta watch out for my brothers y’all 
The devil playing while I’m praying 4 nem streets take action, pull out the knife stab em, -only smoking when it’s runts, I never load the gun
Im chasin after dat paper, hoe I’m never gone be done, I feel like Jay, I got a bitch like B, it’s pressure on my sons,
Dat country shit on indie, cowboy from da renaissance
No, I really don’t choruses, dis shit hit way to different, it just hit,
Da way I mix it, like I’m cooking me a biscuit
I’m all up in da kitchen, dat water off me dripping
I swear it must be pimpin, eat these bitches out like dishes
I ain’t make this for no pussy nigga, (nah)
I’m underrated but I’m over being pussy wit it,
I gotta tell it like I fuckin feel it,
Like I’m a slave, or my last days, like it was life in prison, I gotta serve my sentence 

CHORUS X2
Welcome to the hex maker’s anthem,
Wanna spend a brick, I need the money in a ransom,
Got-damn, damn look at that nigga, he look handsome,
I know I am, power book II, switchin flows like Danny Phantom

VERSE 2
Don’t need no clip, I got a mind that’ll turn a nigga mental
I’m daydreaming bout numbers, how my bank account six figures
Bout how I’m gone be richer, it’s yaht party’s in Memphis
Rent BnB’s like tripster, taking shots of dat brown and liquor,
I’m sicker, I feel Superman, don’t get to Kryptic,
Dat Mississippi hitting wit a stack of double digits,
A good boy gone bad like doctor doom up off his swivel,
Dat iron man done shifted, like dat 5432 ending
It’s  Givin Salem, a warlock done spawned from out them trenches,
Collected settings, I’m different, me and bitches, niggas, and killas (uh)
I’m ready to put a pussy niggga down up-out his misery, 
Contagious, giving mystic, I dispel em , ain’t no mystery
Don’t get in it, da realest nigga living in existence 
The caster, 
Welcome to a hex-maker’s business,
The biggest, the largest, like I’m BigXfon charge bitch,
Collision, I’m witchin wit a voodoo sent that’s bricking 

CHORUS X2
Welcome to the hex maker’s anthem,
Wanna spend a brick, I need the money in a ransom,
Got-damn, damn look at that nigga, he look handsome,
I know I am, power book II, switchin flows like Danny Phantom

YEAT TYPE BEAT (prod.hxrry)

prod.hxrry