Ruff/Wrists

[Intro]
[?], Ayy, Yuh

[Verse 1]
Very fucking holy for bread, but who the fuck's under petition slashing guns to it's neck? Uh?
Last winter the men of the past were there how simple the grasp [?] to the blade of a trap
[?] never get past dribbles, what is the fact into an into a mad symbol's the president laugh at you? The ocean's open, I'm hoping the tide's chosen, if the government's so broken
We'll burn them in third person, even by an order, I'm hoping any morе soldiers
I'm older than Freddiе Norris and colder than any outfit, roaming more than the children
I'm holding off all the Romans and soldiers, sleepwalking homeless and searching over the
Corners, yearning when I'm observing the morning, running with soldiers, I'm killing, stealing
And willing, and documenting like children, hey
Now our fight's an infinite time, we in the
Skies behind enemy lines, they not just kill it every time, they can't get my lines, I used to give a fuck you could find

[Verse 2]
Wrist on break, that's like a risk to crack
You get smacked, fuck a sucker, been built enough for a Mack
Hidden lead and adrenaline when they setting the enemy
Lighting up to the entities, remedy for a holy tree
Pushing the pedestal, better pray to the general
Rip him up like an animal, no beating the better one
Nose runs like the killable liberals on a scenario hall
Beating the maw, won't call that fast
Laid dead for the government, presidential candidates
I'm dead on a Saturday, live life on [?]
Please fish if you want, got a coffin of blunt
Told me follow the jumps, they won't arrest all the young
Grab a tech in the blur, hope they murder the son
Was it fair that the god had cut my wrist if I want
Hey, 05 till infinity time, we in the sky behind enemy lines
Women with no identity signs, they can't take my lines
I used to give a fuck you could find