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'Death of a Friends'
IP:
aight this is a quick key this is all made up but it makes a good story its pretty tight hit me up with feed back
Act like you Like-him-n-Shit take him to an alley n start Dicen-his-
Rib//
While Your Driven-The-Whip, i come Strapped in the Ride-wit-a-Clip//
No Fighten-the-Grip of the eagle as the hollow tips Dive-in-his-
Lip//
Done Writen-the-Script its layed out n we will all be hiden-the-Hit//
I’m-riding-it-quick bodie tossed-side-of-ditch pressure is sick //
Hopped out the shit grabbed the piece one-bullet-left-in-the-clip//
Cock back and ripped the last bullet striking-his-hip standin in awe so rhyme started the whip//
Heart-Pacen yelled to text to hop in as i hit the gas and Start-Racen//
Cars-Grazen switchen 4 lanes no money wit ghats n Stars-Glazen//
We Hard-Blazen smoke cripplen out the car the reality Starts-Fazen//
The Pedal-Loosens aint no peeps near us on our Level-Shooten//
Its the Devil-Choosen our road we on top now, two Rebels-
Buisen//
Tactics movin im loosin so much oxygen from viewing illusions of
blastin that one shot //
Im stashin the hot glock made a circle around the town we
passing the hot spot//
Sweat trickling hoppin we aint get knocked rhyme sped up to the
scene and halted the stop//
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