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jl of b. hood - bodies in a bag كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
catch a n-gg- scheming
out here doin’ bad
like wanna keep me down
all i can do is laugh (ha)
man i’m losin’ every bit of sanity i ever had
line every one of them up and put the bodies in a bag
bodies in a bag
bodies in a bag
catch a n-gg- scheming
out here doin’ bad
man i’m losin’ every bit of sanity i ever had
line every one of them up and put the bodies in a bag
bodies in a bag

[verse 1]
just caught a body like a day ago
i’ll be in the crib another day or so
don’t know the situation what you hatin’ for
don’t play me lately i’ve been confrontational
my brother’s dealin’ with these complications with his lungs
now my lack of concentration got me pacin’ lookin’ dumb
got to pay this f-ckin’ rent don’t know how i’ma get the funds
i picked rappin’ for a living i thought was gonna be fun
who’s gonna save me
new rules for creating
k!lled you in a day dream
did it with a tool that i used when i’m labouring
got a body bag waiting
for the ones with bravery
and they say he’s crazy
renegade no jay-z
bright brain but i’m shady
i done did a one eighty
i was trained to be [?]
trippin’ watch me slip into the darkness
refrigeration’s replacin’ the sp-ce of where my heart is
i’ll get to you quicker since you think that you the hardest
i’m pullin’ up the zipper on the bag holdin’ your carc-ss

[verse 2]
tag ’em at the toe
step in my direction check aggression at the door
murder after murder made me unprofessional
i paint the studio with blood i’m like the crossbones on the skull
paid out of good dro
finger pointed at a ho
with a shotgun singing “f-ck you” like cee lo
run a n-gg- sh-t is basic
in your face up with an eight dig
functioning but don’t know where my sanity went out when i misplaced it
graveyard to the day shift
i put in that work
clocked in and clocked out look “god i made a lot of piles of dirt”
knockin’ they knocked out i crept n’then took everything of worth
plottin’ black out if you plottin’ like the leg that got you merked
work to try and fight my pain
ninety nine things on my brain
take a vacation get lost lookin’ out the window of the plane
i landed this sh-t’s the same
would drive anyone insane
get violent wicked and strange
if i don’t see something change

- jl of b hood

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