dismissing the living bring them forth, cease their exsistence
glare, got a cold killer stare confess with these writtens
i'm a general, playing the trenches, this war zone that i live in
has me thinking militant, like a NAVY seal on covert missions,
post traumatic stress, american citizen yet i live - in a battle
these extended magazines like i put in a cheatcode for unlimited ammo
drown my sorrows in the liquor, hennessy black, and the smirnoff
mad at the world because i'm stuck in the trap like a bear paw
blood smeared walls in vacant apartments, homeboys that took the stand
HAZMAT chemical warfare attire over the stove while im cheffing grams
click-ka-BLAM, no fighting - roll up the exquisite female strands, and light it
quick money, a light flip - thats what turns me on, ima light switch.
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