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yin the reaper - empathy//trance. lyrics

[verse 1: empathy]
overdose inside a civic
comatose, [?] top of b+tches
blowin’ o’s and findin’ b+tches
holy ghost and [?] vivid
pictures that i painted
livin’ vicarious
my area, where i stayed in
the time scariest [?], ya’ll terrier to a rottweiler
big dog
told me to make ’em p+ssed off
give ’em more [?] in the chest on top of rick ross
tell me what you see, is it me
you sittin’ cross+cross
hopin’ for an answer
it’s venom inside the b+tch sauce [?]
[?] take a bite and have you foamin’ at the mouth
you been’ hopin’ for some clout
i been chokin’ on the loud
i’ll [?] when i shout
i’m important but you doubt
what would you do if your papi had a .40 in your mouth
no one heard you when you shout
i was studyin’ arithmetic, allergic to the house [?]
it’s a young suburban tragedy
always had a bag of weed
trippin’ off the acid, you would think you came from batteries
imagine me
nailed to the cross, ‘cuz no one after me the youth hope
homie od’d [?] shootin’ dope
i be smokin’ by my lonely, tell me how do you cope
is it pills, is it coke
is it one night stands
with one+night fans who only see you thumb five bands
and i’ve been, flyin’ high so i hope i land
with the
asian shawty tellin’ ni hao, kai+lan
wanna take the trip to cali but we bound by land
all this stress done got me nauseous, try to flush my xans
police at the front do’, watch ’em cuff my mans
triple c’s and the dope, i can touch god’s hands
fine i’ll leave, my time to go
(hope the gun don’t jam!)
[verse 2: trance.]
i’m in a trance
i’m in a meeting, they talkin’ these bands
i don’t need her so i pass to my mans
i’m in a roller, it look like a benz
i need a check
i’m in a trance
i’m in a meeting, they talkin’ these bands
i don’t need her so i pass to my mans
i’m in a roller, it look like a benz
send me the check
holdin’ these hands
i’m in a trance
i’m in a trance
i’m in a meeting, they talkin’ these bands
i don’t need her so i pass to my mans
i’m in a roller, it look like a benz
i need a check
holdin’ these hands
how you gon’ [?], you don’t know where it [?]
serpents around me, they dressed up as friends
talkin’ that work, make me pull up again
smokin’ on purp’, i don’t think i’mma land
lookin’ so zombie, she offered a xan
sippin’ this [?], i don’t walk i just stand
cookin’ a [?]
f+ck all them past dreams that i dropped [?]
lovin’ my fans, cream of the crop
you and your mans, all on the block
holdin’ your hands, you don’t get dropped
just like a fan
i wanna die, but i don’t think i can
i’m in a meeting, they talkin’ these bands
i don’t need her so i pass to my mans
i’m in a roller, it look like a benz
i need a check
holdin’ these hands
i’m in a trance
i’m in a trance

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