Correction Paroles R.I.P par Berner

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The weight is spoilin' my lungs
It's like the bloodline is royal
Kingpin sh*t, yeah, the whole team's loyal
I switched up vans, when the bags hit the soil
My chest hurt, Gary with the [?] (Oh, boy)
I fell asleep and woke up to another play
I had to win, I been eatin' anyway
f**k a chain, I start a trust for all my friends' kids
Celebratin', I'm knowin' this can end quick
Check the résumé, I never play
Watch it all accelerate
Accept it, I'ma set the rates
You know me, I need C.O.D
I got on sellin' cheap OG's
It's hard to be lowkey
My vision blurry from the psychedelics
Another story, I know my rivals felt it
Pre-sell everything, you have to try and sell it
I'on have to market share, I'm gettin' kinda selfish, yeah
In Melrose, did a quarter ticket
My brother Alex brought a bag when he came to visit
I'm in my zone, God bless the vision
Twenty-four-seven, nah, there ain't no intermissions

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)
I had to murder the game (Kill, kill, kill)
Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)
I had to murder the game (Die, die, die)
Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)
I had to murder the game (Kill, kill, kill)
Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)
I had to murder the game

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