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letra de friendly with death - josh jo sue

bl–dy murder like the back of my motherf-cking!

on the other side you’ll receive more love

[verse 1: josh jo sue]

you never get caught for the first crime you do
10 words that reverb in every sinew
see every sin you would accustom, get punished for nothing, 10 commandments lose they value
9 on my person, a person get eight
seven deadly sins say grace on my plate
if triple six represent mark of the beast
the five after four minus one mark today
no mercy when mercenaries launch from three
lord who have i turn into, tell me who won
still don’t even know what you want, it seem like you gone front
whether i’m front or in back of this gun
blood on my hands washing soap on my tongue, took a gamble
and proctor the line that i’m from, watch me vandal my soul, as the candles they glow, at his vigil, with vigilance, did my due diligence
what
can’t i handle i seen it all under the sun,
so under the moon, a dolo platoon
a need to be blunt, said my mans in a blunt
b-tch no taking back words, we rolling up soon
in solace observe, observe, what’s hurts the nerve deserve the merge
of murking vengeance, virgin penance, purple pendants, perks of perks oh word, oh word
young n-gga, lil demon died last week
block drug dealer, mortalized inside same street
pushing fentanyl and heroine, so he could hero in,
in his family, told his nanny, that his life is on me
not far from the tree, that adam and eve picked
so this evening i’m at em, foreseeing that he’s picked
a void and a light how we start in the beginning
and a mere revelation you when receive you finish
d-mn
[chorus: josh jo sue]

bl–dy murder like the back of my m-th-f-ckin hand
i could write a passage on this rite of passage of a man
took my mental lattice, told my pastor practice what he preach
do not i what i say, don’t listen to words, do what you see
young n-gga, no woe no woe we go to war, oh blessed child
parking at the poppy store see crocodiles seething,
i
i been too friendly with death, yeah
i been too friendly with death, i
i been too friendly with death, yeah
i been too friendly with death, i

on the other side you’ll receive more love

[verse 2: josh jo sue]

you never get caught for the first crime you do
first offense homi ain’t my first time to shoot
ain’t the first time of me losing somebody then losing my body, and mind in pursuit
rack up the tallies, the allies that lie in alleys, and honestly, i don’t even wanna do it
wipe the tsunamis, of daughters and mommies, disorders would probably put anybody through it
how could i find me reconned on your block
with this civil unrest, coming back from protest
sharing black lives matter but it’s hard to put stock in any real progress, i confess
i had a dream, that one day
we put down the gunplay,
was one on a one way
least figure out one way
but then i awoke, and realized everything woke
can’t wake my n-gga up
so this can only end up one way
to be continued

- josh jo sue

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