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Scrapyard ghosts levitating, slap box under wolf moons Above streets where siri noted coordinates and was too scared to speak, come through Host the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each Southside cop killer queens Circle the vehicle and squeeze Dusty feet beat streets with the breeze to their back Some things you just can't leave in the past They follow you home like skinny dogs separated from the pack Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash (Toss another bone in the valley, they gnash) Dead cars stuffed with garbage line lost blocks Laughin' at alternate side parkin' Copper wire by the yard, scrap by the pound Capoeira with the words, I just spin 'em round and round and round That blood spattered Pelourinho center the town Her bloody gown Drug mud through the big house, massa gon' frown Right before we throw him in the ground Throw it in neutral, my cousins'll push me out, out Pin-stripe and buffalo plaid, industrial gas leak Good project heat, chap lip, cracked, A&D for the scab Dead cats in the streets for a week 'Tussin, rubbin' the gash A few doors down from the beast I was passed, smoked out on the Ave The brash will discourage and the timid never try The last born burden that he carried 'til he died Earth, wind and fire, Brazilian rhyme, it's wild Nine and out user, what it look like to be free and alive at 35 (what it look like to be free and alive at 35)
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