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wrist lord - workingonmyflow lyrics

[verse 1: wrist lord]
she got a make up stained face, i got a pretty stained brain
something was out of place, our mentals cracked
so we clicked, we connect, yes, both desire space
for real, get the f-ck up out my face
you can get a taste of my poison
lyrical bang, got a cynical gang
but we’re beautiful mane, spit new biblical sayings
blessings of the slain, my crew always in pain
take it out on mary jane
hold up, you can get what i’m saying
i burn that b-tch, no burner on my hip
potion to my lips, gonna get lit, gotta sip to trip
different dimensions sent me gifts
all these raps are heavensent
and you get the best of it
check this shit, i’m wrecking it, all about my penmanship
i’m ahead of the horseman, an orphan for abortion
caution
the arson stemmed from my songs is not really an option
take your songs and toss them, f-cking deadly concoctions
i’m rotten
drink this from my cauldron, it solves problems
by autumn you’ll be in a coffin, not playing possum
lack knowledge, posse trample like oxen
gonna leave your blood pouring like a faucet
should of listened to the prophet, once felt demonic
turns out religion is toxic, or perhaps i’m psychotic
f-ck it, as long as i end up symbolic

- wrist lord lyrics

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