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lirik lagu dark sin’s - markandrewhouston , khylil

[ recital: markandrewhouston ]
war, words. that lame just spoke. i told them n~ggas never quote what i wrote. hang them up, gold chain from they throat. the jury said, hang them cocaine to the dope. my policy is polish my chain. keep on shining, keep f~cking these lanes. your big charm ain’t doing no harm. be alarmed. i don’t love you, i froze in jewellery

[ verse 1: khylil ]
got a cup in my right hand, mild in my left. my future right in front of me, my pain is in my back. these people looking up to me, i don’t know what to expect. the devil really under me, he’s screaming that i’m next. you really live long if you show some respect. the trolls on my line can’t respond to a text. camo or boots, so turned into a vet. man, i was so gone, i was smoking on that thrax. have me paranoid. buddy, a grown man, but he play with toys. black out sometimes, i go null and void. get back outside and make some f~cking noise. like ooh yaya, we gon’ reach new heights like king’da ka. let’s see new sights like, oh my god. think i birth these dudes like i’m pa pa. and we gon’ keep steady motion till the sun just rise

[ verse 2: markandrewhouston ]
think i’m forgiving you, this revenge for a sinner. races black and white, i could call you a skinner. lose your fur, obviously you lose your flesh. you be calling cop, you’ll be sucking some c~ck. whole n~gga for the nookie, looking for the milk and cookies. we jv and varsity, all your n~ggas rookie. throw that b~tch a hundred, now give up the p~ssy. it’s incessant, crazy brother, n~gga, looky, looky. milli demons, uh, million on soul. million on light, uh, million hold. million on the game, n~gga, philly on o. n~gga on swole, n~gga on swole. ent, n~gga, bring my jersey back in some new jersey, n~gga, dirty at. f~ck your pleasant, n~gga, we ain’t a f~ck a b~tch. i tell her suck c~ck and give up a f~cking head. give up your brain like you going to school. give up your knowledge, n~gga, college is cool. got the crotch that’s the c~roache’s. infestation, wolf p~ssy, bag coaches. at the end of the day, you either buried or burned. all them losers gon’ lose, and all them winner’s gon’ learn. all them winner’s gon’ learn, all them winner’s gon’ learn. you either pay for you casket, or get stuffed in the urn

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