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letra de when i'm close - crucified

[verse 1]
get ’em and grill ’em, will stomp on their paths
finna eat ’em up, cannibal full of high class
when i meet ’em and greet ’em i’m thinkin’ die fast
is it wrong that i wanna straight turn ’em to ash?
to the pillars of salt, turn around, what you saw
can be read about, run away, run away fast
in the quest you will crumble, no dashin’ from trouble
the earth it’ll rumble, i be smokin’ grass
high and relaxed, eyes on my cash
plottin’ my comin’ up, chariots blast
pull out your weapon, you’re stressin’ and testin’
but i am the best to be schoolin’ that ass
crucified reachin’, crucified teach ’em
here is your freedom and some inner peace
9 millimeters, how ’bout some reapers
while they all corner who waitin’ for thee
pop enemy, talkin’ to me
like he wanna get balled, then i chalk ’em and sleep
talk is so cheap, walk never seen
when it’s hard they get smart and depart all they plea
tuck in, they freeze, sub-zero degrees
they fall on their knees, they beggin’ to plead
but they gettin’ beat, they take a defeat
they can’t get away ?and it’s sacred they beef?
so many wasted, so many hate it
better get ready, i need no army
makin’ ’em face it, they cannot take it
i’m always in it, stay smoked out on green
poppin’ his face in, got me no case in
leavin’ no evidence, be caught, stay free
in the nb, i run the city
when it come to the scene, ain’t no f-ckin’ with me
[verse 2]
they can’t get over it, they kickin’ the dust, i’m not givin’ a f-ck if they comin’ and bustin’, they
f-ckin’ with us and i cut up and rush and i’m makin’ ’em jump and they wanted a puzzle, i
pick ’em all up, hey there, what’s up? throw me the buck, give me enough
cannibal gonna be comin’ up over then takin’ up over, then get a good blunt!
so high as ever and clever i’ve been
got me eye to eye level with monsters and men
stompin’ on them, colossal sin
leavin’ no witness, no trace and no skin
heard i got haters but ain’t from the hood
i know real, they ain’t real, try’na show that they could
they tried gainin’ respect, it ain’t workin’ out good
’cause they soundin’ like sh-t and feel misunderstood
f-ck ’em, they p-ssed, f-ck ’em like b-tch
how in the coffin you f-ckin’ with this?
safe bet you keep talkin’ i pop in a clip
and i’m markin’ you off of the top of my list
body gon’ drip, momma gon’ flip
when she see that i’m comin’ up in a sp-ceship
i’m beamin’ your soul up, i’m high like a roll up
you enter a scene that you got no control of
i’m loading a bowl up of chronic and kief
hovering high, over abyss
don’t even mind, causing you fits
if i’m in a bind then i’m out of hits
so how many times i fly by quick
you b-tches never see
i can fly by fast, you can die by flash
in the ash of my good weed
if my life still lastin’, i’m still assassin
blastin’ out these beats
it’s the crucified here with you tonight
give me two good lights of the green
yeah

- crucified

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