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To you from this island I call Highland A Nigga that's down to die, man A nigga that's Down to fry, man Got six different voices in My head screaming murder Gotta find my time to Tune magic the servers Got an image mind, Motherfucker, dropping dead From knife to the chest, A bulletproof better go get hit Now tell me If you see that nigga in the mirror, Ho Reach out and touch him and adjust for Just a little The Devil's Devil Child, You know that crazy nigga Now Charlie Mack and CMP because they dig us House by the houses Of this crazy shit material Now Memphis ways, All these dollars moving lyrical It's gonna be sad Looking at your baby at the funeral Crying over Your ass but you shouldn't have been so stupid, Ho Now tell me, do you really wanna be In my shoes? I'm talking 'bout life or hell, Motherfucker, I thought you knew it Plus I'm coming For your— Coming for your soul, ho, get it On quickly Low down is the Devil's son, So you and get you some? Coming for your soul, ho, get it on quickly Or watch this Tommy Glock light that ass up Like a Christmas I'm on the edge of insanity, Tryna keep my temper down But living in the Projects, every day a nigga have to clown Sold A Glock, got a shank, I swear I meant You gotta thank Or pieces of your body will Be floating on the riverbank The L to the O to the Devil, the U-D-O-W to the end I thought you knew it, bitch, every day feels Like my fucking end Every day I ask for Help, screaming murder was the case Nothing on the Scene but slugs planted in his fucking face Ha Ha, now I'm cloudy with the CMP Low down Is the Devil's son, location down in Tennessee Jack Like the ghost, bitch, located down in Greenville A Killer from the kitchen, when you see him, keep Your eyes closed Charlie Mack, my nigga, From the Blackhaven area Step too quick, It's time in a big aluminum ya Lowkey G's And strictly South Memphis material You heard this Thang, criminal criteria My city dead, It may have that from the North Side way Out, be half that Boy, I thought you knew Said she felt so felt out Threw it on The loop, bitch, and lost a nigga and she Clapped out
NERONUS — HOMICIDE
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