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dylan andre - soul to take lyrics

[chorus 1]
now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
if i should die before i wake
i pray the lord my soul to…

[verse 1]
well here we go
another account of how i clearly show i’m nearly so
about to really blow
you think they see us coming? (nah)
clearly no an eerie glow coming from your stereo
get em tranced in that sound so ethereal
mask on, pop out like mysterio
and get you got by a dude you don’t barely know
i can sail on the chart you’re a weak week
i strip dudes you don’t want to meet meat
split you down peel you back make a leek leak
put my stink all on your tracks like feat. feet see
i’m in em like a h0m+nym
kicking back snoozе put my feet up on your ottoman
gas you turn your party blue like obama’n them
in thеy compound i’m about to drop a bomb on them (pop)
flying in the falcon i’m carmine
hit em long range with the carbine
this is not a game it’s a far cry
you ain’t reaping the benefits working part time
this is all day with it (aye)
throw shots at your gray civic (aye)
my name pop in your face with it (aye)
that’ll teach you not to play with it (ahh)
[chorus 2]
now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
if i should die before i wake
i pray the lord my soul to…
soul to take

[verse 2]
ya’ll already know one shot’s all you get i ain’t cardi yo
this audio ain’t for the party bro
but you’re asleep i ain’t signing on your tardy note
dna start fights like the maury show
break stones on your dome like it’s mario
say sorry? no…
put a glory hole in the center of your dome with the fouty foe
i don’t rep anybody
like a sun flower seed i spit when i get a little nutty
stake a little claim rake a little money
ache a little brain bake a little crumby rapper into smoke blow
got these ho’s in a choke hold poke holes in they logo’s
get up in they face standing toe toe
nose goes all the bars in the world and you chose those?
on the low low there ain’t no one like this
real name no gimmick can’t bite this
steal fame ya’ll mimic i write this
steel bang my trigger decide this
leave you dead on the hill bro cyprus lifeless
got your crush on her belly all despite this
tear up in your leather back seats
make her squirt like righteous!
ooh that was nasty
coming after me boy you better be crafty
don’t poke a man or the flow will get ghastly
pop you in the mouth get that lip swolled gashy
cl!ck clack aim when i load the hollow, graphic
rocket ship pass you poppin at your gas tank
fam misty eyes cause they can’t chose a casket
you don’t want to chose me i’ll turn you into ashes that’s it
[chorus 3]
now i lay me down to sleep
i pray the lord my soul to keep
if i should die before i wake
i pray the lord my soul to…

- dylan andre lyrics

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