
WICKED WILD WEST FALLACY a.d.d. (Ft. NORUE)
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{FALLACY a.d.d.}
I got a vulture just picking my bones
I say fuck wit my culture this shit getting old
Can you tell imma colder fucker than before
Needing more of a deity I am the one
Stuck in the woods of a swamp slick
Monster consuming the marrow ya dig
Ya diggin’ my body imma catalyst to
Emerging a process to better my shit
Stuck in the woods of a swamp slick
Monster consuming the marrow ya dig
Ya diggin’ my body imma catalyst to
Emerging a process to better my shit
Reasons for my music stay below behind me
Oozing out my head my brain I’m stupid
You don’t ever got use me for a time that
Keeps you lucid, but you weak to flaccid
Booing underground makers that’s shooting
All they shots for leaving home to make them a
City they want as they own, Yung killa a.d.d
Been on his own, loner just smoking his life away no
Back of the party I’m still on my phone
Uh
I need a shrine made of teeth when I pray
Biting off heads of the fuckers I hate
Involving you robbers stuck in yo foreplay
Bearing berettas I’m ready to stain
On the asphalt I walk wit yo body n brain
Diminish in darkness, dismiss to a cave
You just gotta get rabies, from bats out the gate
Just gotta get rabies from bats out the gate
I got a vulture just picking my bones
I say fuck wit my culture this shit getting old
Can you tell imma colder fucker than before
Needing more of a deity I am the one
Stuck in the woods of a swamp slick
Monster consuming the marrow ya dig
Ya diggin’ my body imma catalyst to
Emerging a process to better my shit
Stuck in the woods of a swamp slick
Monster consuming the marrow ya dig
Ya diggin’ my body imma catalyst to
Emerging a process to better my shit
Reasons for my music stay below behind me
Oozing out my head my brain I’m stupid
You don’t ever got use me for a time that
Keeps you lucid, but you weak to flaccid
Booing underground makers that’s shooting
All they shots for leaving home to make them a
City they want as they own, Yung killa a.d.d
Been on his own, loner just smoking his life away no
Back of the party I’m still on my phone
Uh
I need a shrine made of teeth when I pray
Biting off heads of the fuckers I hate
Involving you robbers stuck in yo foreplay
Bearing berettas I’m ready to stain
On the asphalt I walk wit yo body n brain
Diminish in darkness, dismiss to a cave
You just gotta get rabies, from bats out the gate
Just gotta get rabies from bats out the gate
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