lord wicked - ain't no joke lyrics
[verse]
k!lling’s in my grave, but my momma wasn’t home
clean the pistol, load the clay
then we headed to the road, with that 187 in my mind and patron
got me feeling like a punk, when your blood got such a throne
in the middle of the block, then you laid like a punk
slow motherf+cker, wish you had a chance to run
disappeared like a magician called the mission
k!ll houdini, got more punches for this suck, but they won’t know who the f+ck they’re
they can’t decide which from a distance, things are never different
shout out to the homies, like colonia man, i miss them
smoking on gelato when i’m drunk off this [?], there ain’t no mixin’ on my drink
you can take me for no sin, i don’t try to be no thanks
that i don’t have to be your pain, but i treat you like a b+tch
this ain’t here with just a piece
they’re my enemies, not what they did, just some trolls
they ain’t really bought this sh+t, make them think they got control
believe me, now we’re seeing it later, rest is up to you
but right when i was done, i get pulled back like nothing new, walk that before
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