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letra de ptsd - death plus

[verse]
flashback, checks in my pocket gotta cash that
scratch that, can’t somebody tell me where that acid at?
woods in my backpack, trees up in my snapback
bought another pack of [?], don’t let me take a drag of that
think i got a bad batch
bummin’ and i can’t relax
smoking on that osama bin laden, don’t know where we at
now [?] watch you bleed like this was [?]
cut you with the motherf-cking saw, never had a gat
b-tches like to talk that sh-t but watch me, i’ma handle that
i don’t even think, i just find out where the hatchet at
swing into your neck, bullets sweat down your f-ckin’ back
get rid of yo head, b-tches dead after i attack
grippin’ the pistol, go point it right at me
you think that you hard ’cause you startin’ a tragedy
but i’m a ghost, don’t try to [?] me
bullets go through me, that sh-t doesn’t matter, see
[?] that acid take over my system and paints my soul black
and i’m dreaming of ways to take all that sh-t back
when i think of the past, my brain start to blast
on that jimmy neutron sh-t, my mind is nickelodeon
watchin’ all that, drinkin’ green tea, rollin’ spliffs
[?] and hold it in
grab the gun and load the sh-t
point it at my face and let it blow, it don’t ever end

[chorus]
ptsd in my soul, lost all of my friends
to the outside, how to die
get a lesson in
k!llin’ bl–dy murder 101 what i call this sh-t
this ain’t f-ckin’ rap, man, it’s that f-cking holocaustic sh-t
b-tch

- death plus

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