Deadman

Deadman
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Sore Loser
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Oh My God
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I sit in shock
I know niggas dead
I'm still on the block
Shit been hot
Give it all I got
On and off the clock
Idle bop
Sound like 30 shots
Watch the speakers knock
Make it pop
All the girls a flock
I mean why would they not?
Iss da kid
Walking piece of shit
Yeah he did it big
From the crib
Know the boy
Had got it poppin where he live
Since a jit, knew what time it is
Had to get it quick
Fuck a list
He know he the shit
Come here let's take a pic

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All the girls in line
They just want inside
Come peek in my mind
I'll take you for a ride

Acid to my tongue
Feel it in my spine
Keep telling myself
That everything's alright..

I got thrills to find
I got hills to climb
Know these hills got eyes
I'm just walking blind

When you young and fun
Ain't to fear in time
All them lil things ain't a fear of mine

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(chorus)
[hardly audible]

Should I call em blessing or finessing?
Nothing ever came to niggas second guessing
I don't even go to God when I have questions
I hit the net and
I'd rather let google be the reverend
Hallelujah