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kin$eta - death lullaby lyrics

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yeah..
father’
hope you’re listening’
yeah
father ‘

[verse 1]

i just wan go to that place’
that place i call home’
i’m freeing my mind and my soul

b-tches i know
they switch up they rolls
they come and they go
they call on my phone
i hate telephones

be blowing the dro
gotta stay lit
1up
i hate the lows
used to hit on these hoes
now i’m like fuck a hoe
gotta get my mind right
gotta leave em alone
gotta find me a wife
gotta keep pushing on
gotta keep my gun loaded
cause niggas annoying

gotta keep touching b-tches
my hands are anointed
you pointed the finger
at me
so pull triggers
you niggas
got feelings like b-tches
you b-tches talk just like some niggas
then wonder why single
you salt like pringles
my voice in your ear
like a jingle
got like 3 hoes
my nigga like cringle

bad -ss b-tch wanna ride
tell her hop her -ss in
she can get inside
she ain’t got time for a b-tch -ss nigga
nigga we can shoot it out
i ain’t fucking with cha

pull up to your spot
realign ya dental

nigga, dump slugs
need the salt to k!ll ya

pussy -ss nigga
you a b-tch matilda

tenseiga
on my back
yeah that blade i’m wielding

pull up on your b-tch
with the d-ck out
like a shock site
bet my niggas hit the lick now

20 black b-tches on a white couch
segregate her head from her legs
then her night gown
penny pinching niggas needa pipe down

black suit feeling like the bat now

robin niggas joker with the mac now

9 lives feeling like the cat now

body slam a nigga like smackdown

nigga i’m the shit
laxatives won’t back down

i won’t stop til’ the gas run out
in the whip, hot box
don’t air it out
bad b-tch
on me
nigga, she just want the clout
(said, i ain’t shit
tell me sum i don’t know, yeah x2)
said she ain’t sucking d-ck
so she gotta go, yeah

sipping and falling
deep to my demise
if you look in my eyes
you can see all the pain
know a nigga ain’t change
and i’m still in my lane
niggas kicking they fake
and they smile in my face
nigga they hate

pat on my back
like my nigga do great
they just want me dead
and it’s all in the face
i stay afloat
cause they want me to sink

praying to god leaning over the sink
i keep the strap
cause these niggas don’t think
if they come for me they better not blink
30 round
keep it right under the seat
i keep the heat
you thinking it’s sweet

it’s really that deep
when you fucking with me
find your location
yu ducking from me
pussy -ss nigga you fucking with bee

stay true to myself cause that’s all that know
yu fuck with my bros
then yo -ss gotta go
kick ya front
like yo -ss isn’t home
we blowing the strong
air you out like a bong

my niggas yo niggas
whoever can get it
aim shots at the fited
(kla kla kla )

- kineta lyrics

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