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feed'em - outro lyrics

verse 1
you can know the other half is due to come
the first half was preview don
i got second to free (3) me ain’t that a trilogy
first though i gotta murder me tragedy
when i enter the section with a weapon that is sharper than bora ,torah i got 5 on it
more than numbers i wanna see souls come alive init (bow)
bow to the flesh but now when bow i aim for the chess (checkmate!)
if its a board+ing game i’m on with a jetpack (phwmm) come to set all jet black with the scriptures spit bars that will end ya
old school like eye for eye new school like i for i deny thyself die to self
this weight on my back is corpse to the hills ten toes like who’s gonna back it i don’t wanna a hand or awards
minor of course
a reminder for those that believe in glits and glamour
bricks and hammer everything dusty boss man drives i’ll be chilling in backseat

chorus
i don’t chase wind like surfer but kite game strong when i take off
pilot mode everything cushty i’m gone and i won’t come back!
tell my people see you later
destination to the maker
out outro i’m gone and i won’t come back
tell my people see you later
destination to the maker
out outro i’m gone and i won’t come back

verse 2
cos am set free now i’m set free on a mission to set free those who are captive in a prison
test me wanna test me wid a riddim my instincts is to aim squeeze on the riddim
but i got a new ting for the riddim
it’s nothing but love when i come through
cah it’s not about me on the riddim
anyways back to the riddim
if see’em on+site gotta feed’em
sword like gideon
grab em up put him on a headlock 3:16 em, souls i’m out for the winning
i dont need no fans with no impact
i wanna see hands to the ceiling
i don’t need no gains if he don’t rate
then i’m just out for the grilling
that is not my portion in jesus name
and i pray that you will come back to the maker, before that brimstone rain
tracy be the name on the grave so let me get back to the truth, (back to the truth)
murdered me twice no evidence i guess they’re looking proof, it was kjv aimed at the tempo led red dots with the black teks (blah!)
straight down to my conscious (blah!)
double edge sword to the chest
do i really love my fam, do i show them love before i show the gram, do i really come around when they need me like here’s a hand
my bro don’t listen good guy but he is stuck system, there’s many more just like him
i see on road side reppin
4 man deep in the church you know that we won’t stop reppin
moving bait with plug kinda like out here fishing
chorus repeats

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