PASTOR TROY lyrics : "Eternal Yard Dash"
We almost there cuz
!@%&, where the finish line?
$#&@ this %#@!, I need some chees
And I need the cookie and the nestle
If I have to kill then God bless me
All these #~!!@ mother$#&@ers, they shouldn't have test me
Left me looking like the villian , I was thinking of ending
Nobody knew what I was going through
All these mother$#&@ers saying what they gonna do
But then again all these mother$#&@ers ain't true
So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust
Myself ^!$$%, damn this %#@!
$#&@ riding round' ^!$$%, $#&@ being rich
I can't take it, the %#@! to thick
And it ain't my fault
So I ought to give the mother$#&@er telling lies to me
Hey the say, what its gonna be, but empty pockets all I !@#$ see
D-E-F, no ones left, then again, %#@! no ones right
I'm a kill my damn self the night
I get fear, it ain't my fault he couldn't fight
It ain't like, when I mother$#&@ing die, this whole world gonna fall apart
But it's a race, and I got a bad heart
Breath in the mouth, and I got a head start
I'm running for nothing, I'm running for nothing [x8]
So I'm gonna kill myself
A mother$#&@er tellin' me what he gonna do
When I knew the mother$#&@er wouldn't do %#@!
A ^!$$% tease you, then a ^!$$% leave you
Cause he heard that the %#@! done got thick, punk (*##$
I'm still in the mood for cocaine
The only thing I see when a ^!$$% look
Come and get the baking soda, then open up the powder
?? if it really don't matter
What the $#&@ you been through
If a mother$#&@er see you doin' better, my ^!$$% I'm here to tell ya'
Mother$#&@ers gonna hate you
Not a clue, If I really wanna new mother$#&@ing 22.
?? far away
I never would have had a chance and would have killed myself on yesterday
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This heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c off
Where the $#&@, all the loved ones that I lost
$#&@ this %#@!, take me to the boss
Do you understand the cost, ever paid
In order for me to be here tonight
^!$$% whats up, something ain't right
Tell the Lord to turn on the damn light
Feeling like an angel when I take flight
%#@!, as I try I'm on the damn mic
All my ?? is out of damn sight
Look, why the $#&@ I was packed so tight
^!$$% I ain't Mike I'm Michael
Think I'm in the wrong spot
Not only do I have on black, its too hot
But why my K mother$#&@er ain't shot
I got those halos, hello, mother$#&@er %#@! ^!$$%, I'm talking to you
Slap the clip in the tech 22.
Let the %#@! fly ??
Now I got a clue, where the $#&@ I'm at
Shawty want the tech and a ^!$$% want the bud
^!$$% just bleedin', mother$#&@er out of blood
Looking at me smilin', asking me what
I got cuts, but cuts got down
?? %#@! I can't tell
Went from dwellin' in hell on earth, now I'm living inhaling hell
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