Kush & Corinthians

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It go ride to it, ride to it, 'cause you never know when a bullet might hit and you die to it, die to it, die to it, die to it. Live your life, live it right.

Be different, do different things.

Don't do it like he did, 'cause he ain't what you is, but we can win.

Wait, let's get straight to the point, to the meaning of life. What's my purpose? Maybe this earth is-- ain't a good place to be.

How far is heaven? Let's see. Is it in the clouds like they said it would be? I wonder when

I die, will He give me receipts? I wonder will the eyes of the Lord look at me?

Look at me. Look at me. I'm a loser. I'm a winner. I'm good. I'm bad. I'm a

Christian. I'm a sinner. I'm humble. I'm loud. I'm righteous. I'm a killer. What

I'm doing, understand that I'm human.

Now people just ride to it, ride to it, 'cause you never know when a bullet might hit and you die to it, die to it, die to it, die to it. Live your life, live it right. Be different, do different things.

Don't do it like he did, 'cause he ain't what you is, but we can win.

Wait, let's get straight to the point.

It go one, two, three.

Two in the front, one in the back seat, seat, seat, seat.

Looking for a victim of a AK forty-seven hundred round each, each, each. But why must we retaliate? Is it human nature?

I don't know. I look for the answers later. Make a right. There they go.

Sometimes gotta ride to it, ride to it, 'cause you never know when a bullet might hit and you die to it, die to it, die to it, die to it.

Live your life, live it right. Be different, do different things.

Don't do it like he did, 'cause he ain't what you is, but we can win, win. Wait, let's get straight to the point.

As I open this book and then burn up some of the trees for my planets to figure out the world and escape all my demons. I'm dying inside.

I wonder if Zion is inside the heavens.

A condom, a Rollie chain, a fat blunt, and a MAC-11 is all I see in my life, and they tell me to make it right, but I'm right on the edge of Everest, and

I might jump tonight.

Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner's advice? Well, it's probably you. Am I right? If I'm wrong, you a fucking lie.

When I lie on my back and look at the ceiling, it's so appealing to pray.

I wonder if I'm just a villain dealing my morals away.

Some people look in my face and tell me, "Don't worry 'bout it. " I give them back their deposit.

No money, just total silence. I'm running. They say I'm wiling.

A youngin with lack of guidance. There's hundreds of us with problems.

More money, more drugs, and violence.

Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist that's dealing with life the hardest.

That's on my life, but regardless I'ma ride to it, ride to it, 'cause I never know when a bullet might hit me and I die to it, die to it, die to it, die to it. Live my life, live it right. Be different, do different things.

Don't do it like he did, 'cause he ain't what I is, but we can win.

Wait, let's get straight to the point.

Yeah, life can please you, but death can tease you.

Oh, the day Nico had that seizure, I lost one of my biggest believers.

Oh, close deaths make you think about your life.

Like if I had that same chance twice, what would I do different?

Tell her I love her more, do more, but teased her by crying on that fifth drink.

Now when I'm done recording, swear I let the beat bang in her name. Make her shake her head in Heaven saying they at it again.

Making clowns turn to speakers. Can't take too much smoke from the people.

Love being in the room with a beat bull. Now it's love life murking me. Family having surgeries.

Hated by people that chose what they like to be under me.

Lord, what kind of life this this?

Mama, I just want the same.

Mama said according to get everything, you gotta risk everything.

So I'm smoking my kush reading Corinthians.

Smoking my kush reading Corinthians.

Smoking my kush reading Corinthians.

Oh, smoking my kush reading Corinthians.

Corinthians.

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