Active Shooter

[Intro]
Mystery

[Verse 1: LXXIV]
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah
Most of my enemies fall, please give it a second
I'm finna run through the hall, with a strap its a Wesson (Uh, yeah)
There ain't no [?] in your fall, you gon hear without question
You gon be hearing them screams, better pray for a blessin

Yeah, I've been best, taking this shit what the fuck do you expect?
My money is fucked, I can't accept, damn my whole life is a motherfuckin mess
Im gonna blow, pussy arrest
And I walk the hall with a mothafucking vest
This is a place you cannot protect
But this the place I earn my respect
I ain't on nobodies team
Every motherfucka can get this red dye
Watch this [?]
See me on the CCTV gettin headshots

[Verse 2: LXXIV]
I walk south but deep down I want these mothafuckers to kill me
I show love, but don't get back, that real shit is what I envy
Put on my gloves, load up the strap, now im [?]
We from a team with big dreams, to the press, "Active Shooter"

[Verse 3: Lvst]
You already told me to go and get help, my mind has been hell
Taking all of my energy
That shit went [?] out to the well
[?] its been fogged by a spell, I ain't feelin so swell
I am saved by the bell, but lately Im been losing my empathy
Want them to envy me, stare at the piece of the shelf
So I strap in my belt, you may take this away

[Verse 4: LXXIV]
I dont wanna live in a [?]
[?]

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