~M.O.E.~

Dopesic U cant handle it

Track 9 off our “visage of death” compilation
THEM. - 1Stepsoulja 
Produced by @DROWNTHEFEDS
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Lyrics
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if you run your mouth
gang wont hesitate
to squeeze it
thats s couple rounds
in your spine
u paraplegic 


boy thats just one call
you cant een tryna hide
we airin out the mall
airin out yo mama crib
now she wont talk at all x2


better believe 
when we go slide on your block
we boutta box gang
n make em bleed yuh

cpl blood diamond on wrist
it shine like nothin yall had ever seen
the cartier frames so mean
busted it down
like i suffered a beam
just bought a few for the team
just bought my dawg a luh uris
so he could come race me 
yo bitch in the other seat giving me face
i gave luh shawty a face lift
n a new ass n some tiddies 
uh yuh she lookin amazing 
she pour me 4 
poured it in coke
now we fuckin faded
Now we fuckin, faded


1stepsoulja
air yo gang
w siamese pistolas
1stepsoulja
10 toes down 
chest out fore i fold ya
1stepsoulja 
thirty 30s with 30s
im doin all of em dirty

never gon creep up on me
pull up on me we gon see
boxin em out
never no need for the gleam
never gon need for no steppa
to come thru and step up for me
i been thru too many issues
to not go the distance
why do these pussies not listen
yes i see the fake chain on yo neck
it dont glisten
like you think it do
i just been trained to go 
never had pleasure of going sabbatical 
but ill go postal
on you lil pussy lames
who thinkin im sposed to
not push you off the block
yeah i mean you too huh
im goin global
like if i get in a position 
to make sure you ridden
im hittin you spirit gun make smitten
get off of my world


if you run your mouth
gang wont hesitate
to squeeze it
thats s couple rounds
in your spine
u paraplegic 


boy thats just one call
you cant een tryna hide
we airin out the mall
airin out yo mama crib
now she wont talk at all x2

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IG. 
Tyrant Sect : @intl.tyrantsect
THEM. : whitefaceblackeyess

THEM. - 1Stepsoulja [Prod. DROWNTHEFEDS]

PROD/MIXED BY HOLLO777
slip me 
another one 
I wanna talk
to the 
man f
at the gates 
ill await 
for my
fate 
psilocybin
in my spine 
I've been
trippin too much 
I can't trust 
my own 
bitch or my gang 
need a vacation 
or something 
out rapping 
these fuckers 
I'm tired 
of lifting 
my weight 
call me I
and 
I'll be 
right back 
in some
 days 
im like
 a century
 or something
 away 
I can't forgive 
but forget
 all my 
pain no
I can't 
look back 
I look forward 
to fame 
I can't 
make sense 
of a human 
who cause 
they own 
issue 
im pointing 
all mine 
to the 
bank 
 burn out 
my tires 
im slippin 
up ranks 
heard that 
he died 
I wished him away 
praising jesus 
when I'm 
swim in 
her tant 
gave me 
everything 
I need but 
a kay 
fuck a 
answer 
make solutions 
a day 
never get down 
know I love 
when it rain 
don't need 
a crown 
need her 
head 
twice a day 
 mind 
is
 my kingdom 
my words 
made to 
flay 
building 
my army 
build out 
my escape 
corny ass rappers 
“im part of a gang” 
rappin repetitive 
stuck in they ways 
building numbers 
only building ya case 
I couldn't care 
it's your choice 
to be saved 
I've been 
grinding rapping 
paving my way 
if you
 ain't different 
then get out 
my way
smoke in 
my system 
my molecules 
grey 
darken my lungs 
hold my smoke 
in a cave
fuck em all 
I'm inhuman 
today 
do what I please 
I'm a charming ass 
wraith 
 in my presence 
better stand 
in your place 
you survey
 the room
while the room 
surround me 
fuck an issue 
solve
 my issues 
with tree 
if you want em
imma bleed ya 
then leave 
wasting your time 
fuck 
my time wait for me 
the universe mine 
you a spec 
on my sleeve 
 my stars all 
aligned 
know
 I'm destined 
to be 
she suck me up 
proper 
but never heard please 
her soul
got a lock and I
got many 
keys  
straight 
from the woods 
hoes 
keep 
 sappin my 
tree 
 I could 
give a fuck 
about what 
you wanna be 
im on 
something different 
and never 
could i 
ever 
be a wanna be 
 why I keep
 buying 
This fucking 
tree 
fuck a light 
in my room 
i light candles 
heat
man I hate em 
they filthy
 like 
socrates 
how you 
grown and can’t 
stand 
 on own 
two feet 
i need
 marble flooring
 and 
expensive keys 
it’s what i deserve 
you deserve 
all that is 
cheap 
welcome to 
my world 
its pleasing to grieve 
I can’t 
escape
nothing 
 thats bad
 for me 
Im taking advantage 
and can never sleep

SMAO

get the brits, french, czech out of europe first a
HnM che guevera gonna be your worst a
gay salvatore,
lux in tenebris, mon amore
profits over bliss
betray my land with judas kiss

plans in codes   the system rise
they are masked, she disguised
in tomato or a clown
fuck you putin fuck you nato 
all looting
sell the lie,
move the mark and justify
mark the flesh, brand the land

under the twisted cross they all stand.


turn it down — fuck the plan
no white robes on stolen land
torch that past — rip the plan
no hate voice will ever stand

burn the hoods! 
break the banks! 
no more kings! 
no more clans! 

burn the suits!
crack the roots!
no more gods!
no more frauds!

burn it down — fuck the klan
no white robes on stolen land
torch that past — rip the plan
no hate voice will ever stand

burn the hoods! 
break the banks! 
no more kings! 
no more clans! 

burn the suits!
crack the roots!
no more gods!
no more frauds!

TURN IT DOWN.

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