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lxxiv - god wants it this way lyrics

[verse 1]
when lx start roaming they closing they curtains expose me to crosses my skin get to burning
choppa start bussing at vermin we curve em, the police start knocking i’m in the stu working
i’m always hated but i’m always chosen i’ve been the one leaving em mangled and broken
this ain’t a joke imma blow like osama yo face on the counter the room is left smoking
changing the way that you f+ckers cooperate i cannot wait till i paint that room
red
is it all in my head, boy i don’t really know i think i might be dead
f+ck what you heard i’m the on with the gun leave it smoking if you think i hold if for fun
nothing funny when outside isn’t sunny i lurk in the shadows my foes turn to none

[hook]
what’s that?
it’s a glock 45 with a toe tag get a body bag quick
imma dip in the whip with the gang then go back home and prepare for the next hit
that’s an all black fit with a mask to match, he keep talking that sh+t get his body sn+tched
& i hit with speed that’s a fast attack, i’ve been off them percs but i might relapse/

[verse 2]
you can’t hide man the devil been lurking/
i need blood so the timing is perfect/
walk in the crib and the crosses burning, lx ain’t around his soul deserted/
change my ways i could never do that/
man it’s all im gods plan imma face the fact/
imma grab that trap then reverse it, purge it, blow off my head get a surgeon/
ion pray to no god only pray to myself/
& i pray to that weapon that sit on my shelf/
like a cancer cell only time will tell, if it’ll f+ck me over or if all is well/
but imma spin that block like a carousel/
send every gang banger straight down to h+ll/
& we all prevail when you don’t take that sh+t, if you wanna test then imma put yo ass in an acid bath i grab the mac then blast his back nothing sweet when the god attack/
you f+cking f+g we never lack, no time for cap, when you see me it’s a wrap/
boy it’s a wrap i wipe off maps/
i just snap then my k!llas come fast/
hit ya crib then we dip with the cash, we don’t leave a witness better run like the flash/
face to face with everybody i hate/
break the chains then i roam with the greats/
laser aim i shoot for nothing but brains/
i’m insane so i can’t be blamed/
lace the blunt i smoke straight propane, put coke in my nose then i k!ll all my foes/
will i get better who knows
will i get better who knows
[hook]
what’s that?
it’s a glock 45 with a toe tag get a body bag quick
imma dip in the whip with the gang then go back home and prepare for the next hit
that’s an all black fit with a mask to match, he keep talking that sh+t get his body sn+tched
& i hit with speed that’s a fast attack, i’ve been off them percs but i might relapse/

- lxxiv lyrics

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