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deadcrow – thoughtless mind lyrics

[intro: deadcrow]
thoughtless mind that is lost in time
wanting to splurge on lacoste, but it cost a dime
plus seventy dollars, for flowery collars
id rather not buy, puff lye

[verse 1: deadcrow]
since i was in school they asked whats the definition
of repet-tion, i told them it was doing the same thing
that you did the day before, & the day before that
reminiscing, inhaling spliffs in
i sit & think, don’t blink but drink till i can’t think
need to relax my alter ego, but i can’t shrink
so, relax & roll, relapse & go sell your soul for the gold
that’s what i’mma do, till my heart hits its toll
hit this though, lets get this dough
like pillsbury, i got pills buried & mad hyrdo
under the mattress i sleep in, creep in, in the evening
like a mad pyro, catch me steaming while i’m scheming
live streaming, through your monitor
check the thermometer son, cause i’m feeling like the sun beaming
c-m, s-m-n, on the cement, i relent
c-mming in this demon one dark evening i repent, this deep end
i’m drowning in with these thoughts of millions crowning him
the death lord of rap, & shunning those who are doubting him
best gore in fact, you get it whenever i’m out again
best worn detached head controlling this diaphragm

[hook: deadcrow]
thoughtless mind that is lost in time
wanting to splurge on lacoste, but it cost a dime
plus seventy dollars, for flowery collars
id rather not buy, puff lye, till i got puff eyes
its thug life, with two fingers up, f-ck life
since day one i’ve been picked on like a bugs life
dwell on weed & cigs when i feel the pressure
cause i don’t have weed or cigs, feel leisurely lesser

[verse 2: deadcrow]
a prophets vision for the profits dished in
dishing this pot on the block filled with these politicians
thinking they omniscient, but dont know
how we roll, from zero dineros to pots to fit in
pots to p-ss in, cops to diss him
& they all up on the block with they glocks clocked & eyes c-cked
waiting to break me down like a chop shop
but they ain’t gone d-ck me down like a c-ck block, cause f-ck cops
losing integrity, on this booze & the celery
thinking i should’a went to college for a boost in the salary
but then i think again while i’m sitting sipping this heineken
doing this c0ke line again, losing this oxygen
its a lions den, a cruel world
third eyes be eyeing him, soon to be a puppet of the pirating
like sh-t really can’t worsen
& they say selling ones souls is evil, well i hope its the worst sin

[hook: deadcrow]
thoughtless mind that is lost in time
wanting to splurge on lacoste, but it cost a dime
plus seventy dollars, for flowery collars
id rather not buy, puff lye, till i got puff eyes
thug life, with two fingers up, f-ck life
since day one i’ve been picked on like a bugs life
dwell on weed & cigs when i feel the pressure
cause i don’t have weed or cigs, feel leisurely lesser

- deadcrow lyrics

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