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invexed - double vision lyrics

[chorus: invexed]
secret service status, got a stick tucked
walking out his life, double vision
i just see stuff, it ain’t ’bout the price
all these b+tches think i need sum
i don’t wanna fight, so i show his ass the reaper

[verse 1: invexed]
back on my visions, don’t tear my act up
i stack my digits and multiply until my bag stuck
i hold out mixtures of chemistry where you at till my mother f+cking fangs
blood dipping, i got acid on my breath
yeah, you ain’t f+cking with my section
i got reapers on my steps, rasp stuck with me and a f+cked up kidney
sipping bath salt henny all my budgets fifty+fifty
laughing with my brothers ’cause you b+tches suck
i been to focused on my grind, no way i give it up
they steady copying my style, i hade to switch it up
and light bed sheets, blow your covers
now the jig is up, my mother f+cking
bass bump hitting said she like the way it felt

[verse 2: midwaygяσy]
bump it up, bump it up hard, pump up it down that throat
ain’t talking ’bout d+ck, it’s the nine that blow
paint that wall with a brand new red
i’m smoking on a cigarette to keep my head
been seeing all these visions i think god is tryna tell me something
all these angels up around me, think they seraphim
six hundreds eyes stare in my soul at once
i’m buried in death
don’t save me from judgement, don’t save me from pride
don’t save me from judgement, don’t save me from fire
i want your god’s head on a platter, you can save yourself the leg
there ain’t no judgement if there ain’t no judge to bleat
c’mon tell me that you don’t want that
push your thousand man flock back with my fiery tongue
lets watch this f+cking wool burn when will you learn
i want your shiny gold tile, b+tch, i want your throne
this world ain’t ruled right, it’s been sitting on it’s own
f+ck off
[chorus: invexed]
secret service status, got a stick tucked
walking out his life, double vision
i just see stuff, it ain’t ’bout the price
all these b+tches think i need sum
i don’t wanna fight, so i show his ass the reaper
secret service status, got a stick tucked
walking out his life, double vision
i just see stuff, it ain’t ’bout the price
all these b+tches think i need sum
i don’t wanna fight, so i show his ass the reaper

- invexed lyrics

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