wslysaint - fake funeral lyrics
(wslysaint) deaded the beef, lower the window, living so sinful, i need to be in more, she like her a outlaw, protecting her kinfolk, she change up her wardrobe, protecting her temple, deaded the beef, feeding the streets, left her a feast, when you hear a cl!ck, you won’t hear a peep—i got what you need, the size of a pimple, you got it, its simple. just leave me a pincode, eyes on the prize, cause you might get sent for, who you got it in for, get hit with a —-we deaded the beef–we’re living in madness, we’re living in madness (feeling rage and i might just blame it on my conscience,(you won’t hear a peep,you won’t hear a peep)madness, if we make it out, if we shoot it out and i get taken out, everything is really concentrated now, (we’re living in, we’re living in) feeling rage and i might just blame it on my conscience, when you hear a cl!ck, you won’t hear a peep
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