REDZED

"GASOLINE"

EY YO (b*tch)
Going home and feelin' tipsy
I'm drinkin' with a gypsy
Oh, should f*ck a sl*t
I better not, let the di*k see
Oh, b*tch I can, matter of a fact I'm the man, I could beat a motherf*cker
When I'm coming up on xan, uh

I spit flows like I dig holes and I dig 'em deep
b*tch I made a promise you know I can never keep
No dose, don't you get close I'm a f*ckin' freak
Gathering all the pieces of my conscience, I'm the weak

See me covered up in gasoline
Light the f*ckin' fire I was never mean
If I need to cry I pop molly with a ketamine
I got no dopamine, do you know what I mean?
Hate to be a tweaker but the more I sniff the more I mean

But each time that I snort they just kick less
So why try, clock the Glock and I quit this
Oh do you love me, would you mind
If you licked p*ss, I feel I'm only motherf*cker with this sickness

Yeah all the junkies in the place put yo Motherf*ckin' hands up
Yeah all the emos in the place cut your mothef*ckin' veins up

Yuh b*tch I'm rappin' with the bars from the mars
Yuh I'm coming from tha universe
EY YO
Aliens and flying cars in the frost
Yeah b*tch I been living with a curse

Reddy coming in yo town with the sound mixing metal with the boombap
Come and sell an ounce you go bounce or be soon dead
Flip a switch I make a bass so loud you'll go through that
Throwing a f*ckin' bomb in the crowd with my goon bat

Yuh, b*tch I'm rappin' with the bars from the mars
Yuh, I'm coming from tha universe
Aliens and flying cars in the frost
Yeah b*tch I been living with a curse
EY YO (b*tch)

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