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letra de active shooter - lxxiv

[intro]
mystery

[verse 1: lxxiv]
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah
most of my enemies fall, please give it a second
i’m finna run through the hall, with a strap its a wesson (uh, yeah)
there ain’t no [?] in your fall, you gon hear without question
you gon be hearing them screams, better pray for a blessin

yeah, i’ve been best, taking this sh-t what the f-ck do you expect?
my money is f-cked, i can’t accept, d-mn my whole life is a motherf-ckin mess
im gonna blow, p-ssy arrest
and i walk the hall with a mothaf-cking vest
this is a place you cannot protect
but this the place i earn my respect
i ain’t on n0bodies team
every motherf-cka can get this red dye
watch this [?]
see me on the cctv gettin headshots

[verse 2: lxxiv]
i walk south but deep down i want these mothaf-ckers to k!ll me
i show love, but don’t get back, that real sh-t is what i envy
put on my gloves, load up the strap, now im [?]
we from a team with big dreams, to the press, “active shooter”

[verse 3: lvst]
you already told me to go and get help, my mind has been h-ll
taking all of my energy
that sh-t went [?] out to the well
[?] its been fogged by a spell, i ain’t feelin so swell
i am saved by the bell, but lately im been losing my empathy
want them to envy me, stare at the piece of the shelf
so i strap in my belt, you may take this away

[verse 4: lxxiv]
i dont wanna live in a [?]
[?]

wip

- lxxiv

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