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Scared II Death
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Conway the Machine
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Sigh Let's get back into it n***a Uh, y'all ready? Machine, the one and only, Plain Jane Patek, I ain't wear the Rollie N***a my tux is custom Brioni You know me, see my success killing these n***as slowly Go f**k around, turn me back to the old me It's lonely at the top n***a, I'm the top n***a Headliner: I'm the top biller, stop playing with my top n***a You know how we rock n***a, we got mops n***a We sit ringside at fights but we don't box n***a This is cla**ic material, shout my n***a Carlos I'm in the lab making fire like lighter fluid and charcoal Ice on my neck, even in the dark that sh*t really sparkle Diddy pool party, еyeing Winnie Harlow They starting to noticе how hard the bars go They saying sh*t like "Aye C, you are a legend" but not the car though These bum a** rap n***as can't even pay they car note But rap 'bout moving so much cargo, you would think they was rich as Pablo The training getting intense Waiting for my release date, I've been killing em with suspense I ain't opening for n***as no more, I'm the main event 'Cause the way a n***a been flowing lately ain't making sense Spray the blick, use my T-shirt to wipe away the prints Then throw that motherf**ker over that old lady fence Got that b*t*h, f**k her good, ate her pu**y and pay the rent And that b*t*h been texting me "What's up stranger?" ever since Still ain't replied to the messages there I just left her on read to mess with her head I don't give a f**k what the next n***a said When I could have em clipped while I'm resting in bed And he definitely dead, I got a check so the bread is there For when a n***a from your hood come collect what I left on your head N***a, you know we coming right? Hehe, yeah All y'all brand new n***as just scared to death All y'all brand new n***as just scared to death All y'all brand new n***as just scared to death I took the life of anybody tryna change what's left Uh, yeah This the quiet before the storm and let this be a warning If you don't make it through the evening, there will be no morning They sleeping on him, heard 'em snoring but the pen maturing Before I die, I'ma find a word that can rhyme with orange I been scoring back when your favorites was bench warming Since Jordan, I'm the total package, I'm important Weed coughing, we need coffins, emcees talking They be tossing stones but I'm stoned colder than Steve Austin A straight stunter, let's get it straightened, I'm straight number Straight Gutta, flow is tsunami, put on your wave runners Game flooded with lame buzzers that can't cut it like they knifes b***ered Don't play with life on a tight budget Now easy does it or get the Man and Machine Not a cyborg but trust ain't another man in my league Since Lemon Squeeze, I got honey tugging my tee I remind her of a Tesla, she want a plug in her B All y'all brand new n***as just scared to death All y'all brand new n***as just scared to death All y'all brand new n***as just scared to death I took the life of anybody tryna change what's left
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