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  • Freezed up, bass hit
    Up and copy, paste it
    Drink so I be, wasted
    And this world so, tasteless
    My dead friends on my bracelets
    My death sentence need patience
    Once you make it erase it
    Don't get lost in the matrix
    I board that train up with no ticket keep my eyes up for booby traps
    Still with all my problems keep them locked up in Gucci bags
    My homie popping perks I told his dumb ass stop doing that
    That high might be alright but no that come down so blue and black
    And every single second slip these serpents never let me live
    They want to test your grib, like will you hold on or slip
    There must be some way out, because suicide to mainstream
    Depressed that's how my days be, your memories just pain me
    Drifting on a memory
    Ain't no place I'd rather be
    But with you, and loving you
    Damn, like here we go again
    Playing records, let them spin
    I Hope the heavens let me in
    So I can greet you but wait, hope your not down in flames
    That devil shit be ****ing strange
    Its not your fault you crashed your plane
    But then again it is, now I'm out getting ribs
    And searching for my exorcist, so demons let the games begin
    Getting to high, my friends all getting to high
    There's no surprise, I knew that was the case when you died
    And I don't wanna see another pill again there killing friends
    I wish the devil and god inside you would've just made a manse
    Your boy been lonely its a shame your time is finished
    On the cusp of all this greatness, save a place up where your sitting and I'll be there
    (end)
  • [00:17.11]Freezed up, bass hit
    [00:18.64]Up and copy, paste it
    [00:20.81]Drink so I be, wasted
    [00:22.94]And this world so, tasteless
    [00:24.93]My dead friends on my bracelets
    [00:27.23]My death sentence need patience
    [00:29.40]Once you make it erase it
    [00:31.40]Don't get lost in the matrix
    [00:33.48]I board that train up with no ticket keep my eyes up for booby traps
    [00:38.66]Still with all my problems keep them locked up in Gucci bags
    [00:42.50]My homie popping perks I told his dumb ass stop doing that
    [00:46.99]That high might be alright but no that come down so blue and black
    [00:51.40]And every single second slip these serpents never let me live
    [00:56.11]They want to test your grib, like will you hold on or slip
    [01:00.56]There must be some way out, because suicide to mainstream
    [01:04.19]Depressed that's how my days be, your memories just pain me
    [01:09.82]Drifting on a memory
    [01:14.83]Ain't no place I'd rather be
    [01:17.69]But with you, and loving you
    [01:31.23]Damn, like here we go again
    [01:34.37]Playing records, let them spin
    [01:36.29]I Hope the heavens let me in
    [01:39.24]So I can greet you but wait, hope your not down in flames
    [01:42.80]That devil shit be ****ing strange
    [01:44.77]Its not your fault you crashed your plane
    [01:47.46]But then again it is, now I'm out getting ribs
    [01:51.37]And searching for my exorcist, so demons let the games begin
    [01:56.34]Getting to high, my friends all getting to high
    [01:59.65]There's no surprise, I knew that was the case when you died
    [02:04.33]And I don't wanna see another pill again there killing friends
    [02:08.45]I wish the devil and god inside you would've just made a manse
    [02:13.50]Your boy been lonely its a shame your time is finished
    [02:16.78]On the cusp of all this greatness, save a place up where your sitting and I'll be there
    [02:37.68](end)