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letra de follow my eyes - down6

[intro: down6fbh]
six feet below h-ll

[verse 1: down6]
10 and 2 with my hands, got them steering their plans
so devoted to this man, motive molded by a chance
sip corona by the sand
dance when i introduce the chains around yo f-cking neck
learning limits to the pain that fills your chest
only if you beg, your sanity will rest
antsy sinner make me break the creaking bed
every other soul that possessing me in the cemetary
taking over with their controlling immediate bend, it’s scary
heart is now rotting, infected with deadly viruses and i’m sharing
till entire cities are zombified, you wanna die
don’t run hoe, we tongue tied and so fried
known to hunt low and cut throats at midnight
oh no bro, he swung high at both sides
not a soul can tamper within em and they gon’ f-cking show signs

[verse 2: down6]
topless hot b-tch want this burning lil’ spliff tho
mobbing confident, walking in, dart around with a quick glow
don’t approach this pile of bones, i’m devoted to the south east
puff smoke that burns your throat, gon’ need a new mouthpiece
chain up all your brothers in the coffin and they getting buried
when they watching where you walking in the ominous cemetary
open the portal and traveling through the chasm daily
had to be deep in the misery just to understand the path to pacing
how you supposed to be torching the industry
but y’all recycle the same f-cking stanzas?
highly important to simply think rooted
but counts are pursuing like tics and a tantrum
follow my eyes, i walk and i stride
i’m mopping their pride, uncommonly kind
a proper divide of what is defined by god in the sky
decided the whys, the whats and the wheres, above in the air
i’m soaring through heavenly, it’s a resort that’s ahead of me, when i suffer through treachery
mind reseting, presenting a metal scene to the petty fiends, not a set wanna mess with me
’cause i’m melting the path of the game when i’m walking through reveling, you’s a hoe
[verse 3: 6fbh]
fake ass hoes, they come and go
stain, it stays, can’t wash it off
in the veins to course
red in the head, let it flow like there ain’t no wall
making a call, no matter right or wrong
no one else to answer though when there’s no signal
always all alone when i wanna run the head into the blade or four
finna focus on finding fellows at fault
getting my hands onto their skulls
bone and body battering, i’d better get a fairly better look at their moderate habitat soon to be left when their soul will fly
keep a lip tight, will not get ready for the riptide
so when it starts to unravel, just know that it’s time
follow my eyes into the distance
break down when they roll back inside
the world goes dark, one can only listen out
when there is no help in sight

[verse 4: iamchriscraig]

[verse 5: k-fix]

- down6

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