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360 story - solid saint lyrics

[intro]
who’s that on the couch?
yeah, he’s bleeding from the temple, and he’s foaming at the mouth

[verse]
((n)iche)
said she wanna sell her soul, like, what’s the cost?
way too evil, yeah, it’s solid saint, i speak and set the law
way more evil than knievel
i said, “free up all my people”
my brother just came home, did 20 years, he stronger than a beatle
“ayo solid, i think you need to sign your name up on this dotted line”
360 deal, we trap you, then your name and soul is f*cking mine
told bro to unhand me
i told you it’s no plan b
i want money but won’t sell my soul
sh*t grim like billy mandy
i said i’m just getting older
eyes is glazed over
popping blues and pinks ‘till i start to slump over
who’s that on the couch?
yeah, he’s bleeding from the temple, and he’s foaming at the mouth
yeah, the paramedics on the way, they racing up the street
get to knocking at the door, so i think they’re here for me
yeah, i’m the loser on the couch and i think i just oded
it was five up in my hand, now it’s two, so i popped three
but i don’t care though
i can stalk you now, ‘cause i’m a ghost, hoe
watch your every move from every corner like a drone, bro
why they calling me a schizo?
kinda weird, but i’m not sick, hoe
think he off that sh*t again, his mind is way too f*cking brittle

- solid saint lyrics

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