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biv - will of god lyrics

yeah, yeah
huh, huh

good god almighty, take a look at what he left inside me
it’s a dark place, you looking for me out of body
i go apesh+t, i’m built up
i got my [?] on me
diablo coming through my soul, sh+t, that f+cker shot and robbed me
[?] now i see, seed it from the darkest secrets
get it out, stuck it in
d+mn, she just the dose i needed
fall back to ones cheated, get neck
b+tch, i’m feeding
left untreated
walk what i talk, you f+ckers stay seated
this that speech of kings, the body need what she brings
duck her down, spread her out, body leaking, make her sing
kicked her out, now she look like jordan with his first ring
good grief, golly g, why people say the dawn [?]
anything i love, my mind devour
turn it into sour
rolled it smooth, let it through
the room, it smelling louder
hit it like a [?] diver, ’til she bring in mayflowers
f+ck her systems, the real can see the cowards talk for hours
it’s that time of the evening, b+tch they fiending
i ain’t see what i was dreaming
guess it got me leaning
get rocked, hit ’em with that stovetop
would’ve been [?] just to see the sh+t you got
motherf+ckers ride with me, b+tch, i seen the signs
you don’t want me? that’s time
what you seek is what you’ll find
broke mothaf+ckas thinking they inclined
y’all see if i turn the water into wine
nothing getting past me, feel like [?] in his f+ckin prime
i pop it off, got my mind blurred, sh+t absurd
f+ck every single word that you heard
piped up, let it swerve
[?] ’em on the curb
man, put ’em in the dirt
money talk and i ain’t hear a word
i’m speaking from the mind, b+tch, don’t get pushy
you f+ckin’ with a vet, you b+tches rookie
you don’t display(?), but your b+tch look like snooki
you got a better chance of getting shot than getting p+ssy
don’t be gawking when you see the look up on my face
no trace, f+ck a chase
i don’t care how good she taste
you been at a smoke base, until these f+ckers clean their plates
up in sp+ce, ball in my court
you got your ankle brace
yo
[?] heads through the floor, come forth
restored through the heart, in the [?]
in a war+torn swarm boring through the th+rns
yeah, i won
i got your b+tch dancing like a black swan

- biv lyrics

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