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blaze ya dead homie - eternal lyrics

[hook: blaze]
recognize, that i am not alive
i survived in the sands of the hourgl-ss of time
i’m the chalk line outline everything is mine
from the wind to the earth to the shadows far behind
i’m the stars in the sky and i shine so bright
i’m eternal, i’m the reason that the day turns night
i’m the water and the sun, i’m the bullet in your gun
i’m the finger on the trigger and i’m ’bout to blast one

[verse 1: blaze]
i ain’t ever give a sh-t, all them b-tches better recognize
the dead motherf-cker on the block
and i’m baptized in the blood of the fallen
keep it g, going ham, yosemite sam
f-ck around be the next hologram
big dog way off the collar, don’t bother
with the cage, can’t keep me like the way i need my sp-ce
going six feet deep, where the dead man sleeps
with the rats that creep, am i blessed for weeks?
and the maggots still seep by the open wounds
dressed like a vagabond draped in tatted runes
i’ve been left for dead, misread and misquoted
been stepped over, unless a man would have voted
under pressures of those with their bloated egos
sense of righteousness and the path that they chose
never know the half, you are last, you’re the past
going backwards real fast, that’s why they laugh

[hook: blaze]

[verse 2: blaze]
it’s all about pro?, you b-tches better hope
i don’t see you on the streets cause i’m going to your dome
with the handle of the 38 special f-ck the tissue
facial reconstruction from the beating that i issue
f-ck you know that i miss you, you’s a b-tch, it’s official
talk that sh-t, get your neck slit quick on some box cutter sh-t
of the graveyard shift, laugh as blood drips, yelling
(majik ninja b-tch!)
you think you know me? if only you f-ckin’ phony
think a motherf-cker can control me? you can blow me
and blow b-lls of the has been stars
as they fall they about as relevant as a mall
meaning they dying off, fast march on the ends?
take your last [?] statement of the ?lap dance?
you had your chance, [?] pop bottles
and everything in your grips just like you won the lotto

[hook: blaze]

- blaze ya dead homie lyrics

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