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Yeah, fuck I think tonight is a good night to die Spent most of my life tryna hide I've tried to see the whole world through a crack in the blinds Lost track of time Pull back the tide Isolating inside of the hive Ready to die In hell I arrive Leave nothing behind, but empty backwoods packs Raised by the last wolf pack Yung mutt in attack mode Taking off the sheep head mask Everything I touch turn ash and my whole soul burnt 'til it's black Now I got horns on my head, ain't made out of brass I got horns on my head like a certain zodiac Yeah-yeah, yeah AK toting Codeine toasting Hoodlum from that Northside Frеquent overdoser I'm tip toеing right through hell's fire Break the law or break your jaw Don't any mother fucker come close to me Letras de cancionesFuck your 'cause and fuck your boys If you really wanna die then come try thee Yung Christ, Yung Christ Demons all around You don't wanna go outside Knock knock at the door Hey honey are you home? You can hide but you gone die Ride for the five And I die for the nine For my sin can't atone Mom raised a killer Dad turned me gorilla I'ma Psycho down to the bone I don't wanna be that nigga livin' no lie I don't wanna be on bad sides of .45's Keep it on me no lie Keep it boppin' hold fire Mama told me keep it solid Boy these niggas fried Bitch on my dick Lemme beat them insides I been that nigga Can't see my demise Ride with the fire been the motto for some time I def seen that text I'm just not gon' reply GREY*59 army right foot left Peanut butter seats I keep my lil bitch fed I only see the money I must confess I can't rock with these niggas Bitch I'm pressed, bitch lemme flex Bitch I need checks, bitch I need neck Die for the set Pulled off in a jet, got a dub on my neck Niggas down bad I might buy the whole set From Letras Mania