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919slum - blood on me كلمات أغنية

[intro]
aye
aye

[verse]
blood up on my knife, blood up on my clothes
walkin’ down the old beaten path back home
pathetic waste, i get gone all alone
if you don’t like it, ho, get the f_ck off my phone
blood on my tee, blood on me, drip slow
onto leaves on the long walk home through the night
with the chrome on my side, split your dome with the knife
with the blood, b_tch, i am a sloan
b_tch, keep it underground so i can’t be cloned
on my bed, 3 a.m., wait until kingdom come
percocet, yeah, i’m finna get dumb
and i got a quick temper, watch your f_ckin’ d_mn tone
and i got a quick fingеr, temper ain’t alone
all black room whilе listenin’ to drone
i’m overhead watchin’ you walk
in a all_black fit, finna gut you slow
my head, a black room with spikes up on the floor
if i don’t sleep, i’ll lose my sh_t
well, matter of fact, i’m really not sure
cold as f_ck, middle of march but there’s snow on the ground ’cause i headed up north
and i got not a place d_mn to sleep, not a meal to eat
dyin’ of disease, gas station, brush t__th
as i die on the curb with a sign on my body
off two 30s, find me rotting
in my dreams, i own a shotty
blue tarp behind me, pop my noggin
stop it, stop it, no more oxy
i can’t breathe in a life so naesous
dnr my order
tryna revive, ems, just stop it

- 919slum

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