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immortal lowlife - serpents كلمات أغنية

serpents feel my presence
haters got me pacing
but when i step inside i gotta pack my gun, and evil fools lurking daily that i’m facing
now i feel the anger, cherished by you mortals
got me feeling bad about myself
and now i feel like
letting my soul sleep

i’m dropping bombs on all you buster ass b_tches, that be talking sh_t
i’m aggravated, by frustrations with some anger, with hollow tips
cause n_ggas be picking up in my city, but it’s do or die
i’m only expecting, i’m only just dead bodies multiply
so i stay high to free my mind, my mind’s paranoid
i can slowly feel myself, going overboard
i wanna stop, but my veins pops angry blood
telling me player hater is near, it’s time to fill some hoes with slugs
cause many months is what you get when you be coming up
but if i catch them busters slipping, then they better duck
but now you stuck, cause i’m heat you with some bullet rounds
17 shots from a glock, pop pop, lay your body down
cause when you talk sh_t, trick, you get death wish
now, it’s a ridiculous thought, yeah, them suckers be slithering down your block
i’m putting it down, for real, that’s a great thing
cause i pay attention, ask my n_gga, dirty black we never_never…
now who in the f_ck you claim to be? my closest friend or my motherf_cking enemy?
you bust this rap to see me die like cold blood
this sh_t is real, make you hoes, still can’t show no love
we all from the same hood and the same place
look at your face, trick n_gga, i can feel the hate
that’s coming from your heart, n_gga when you come round me
behind my back is where you eatin’ up your jealousy
wishin’ to yourself, that, you can take my life
but deep inside your soul, sucker, you can see the light
it’s not me that you hate, it’s your d_mn self
and psych your picture, paint a picture of this player’s wealth
the ghetto life of this n_gga, tell a perfect story
on how i put your punk as n_ggas in the category
it’s been a player, hater, faker, trick it about your cheese
this world is made of dollar bills, that sh_t don’t grow on trees
i had to work for my n_ggas so you better get yours
you f_cked your wife, we dropping bombs like the nub wars
them thug life gangsters, y’all hoes, don’t mean sh_t to me
i take your fate, to your life, our misery
from the darkness that i creep, the inserts of h_ll
circuit wise, the devil’s child, the cast of evil spells
i dwell in misery, when surface surround me as a palace of revelations so come for the beast and take a trip
with me and let me show you
how i live in h_ll
how i suffer every day
how i hustle for my pay
how i scissor down my rocks
how i’m dodging hoe ass cops
how i beat down all these player hated b_tches with my glock
mr. sche whenever, my down to immortal figure
a god to you b_tches, you b_tches better not ever
cross me with some sh_t, that is bad for your health
stepping up with bullsh_t, to release the hollow points of death
as i step back and forth, in and out of the fortress d_mn
i see demons trying to test me by surprise
all these player_hating b_tches that be dwelling in tennessee
got me all f_cked up, come get your sh_t f_cked up
we load out, with territory speed you can’t test me
without getting, 50 n_ggas coming down your back
we strapped, with power of the minds
i got you b_tches p_ssing in your pants, as i step up with the f_ckin’ nine

- immortal lowlife

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