ima say whats real, chill, but not for tha last time
i got climbs to hill, an seals to deal,...
still big fish against tha lil reel
off hooks,.... dang right lambs life, goodbook
im chasin death if time kills,.... tha devil, her red dress an red hills
theres another soul spilled
tha clocks turn, hell burns,..... angels fly to my heaven in tha sky
an i heard she had a kute face, dressed to kill everybody loose face
like whos fate, or whos safe
everyone has a death date,.... destinate to a death race
lagg back to last place,....sad face keepin up tha lagg pace
love late, but she had hate
gone tomorrow,...... what if she was here today?
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