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blood labs - stogie t lyrics

[verse 1: stogie t, ginger trill]
unholstered pistols, rip scar tissue
the bishop spit bars linked to psalms, god bless you
the mourners line up
hunched up, palm dust
heart crushed outdone while a concubine howls
nine millies kiss the sky to bid au revoir
ghetto n*gga war cry
warnin’, let the opps die
he gone now, but someone countin’ the fallout
the debts on they mind, ball out, dark suit
dressed to the nines, brought out, might shoot
menacing smiles to dress down the foul mood
mama kickin’ harsh truths
they don’t listen, they just seein’ how thе box move
lowered into thе grassroots
and if it rains only pain grows the offshoots
medicated on booze or sedated, smoke glue
auntie can’t calm you
it’s too hard to talk about it
cold blooded interviews with tom cruise
last seen on a bar stool (they caught him slippin’)
a flat sheet you can’t move (stop twitching)
when they six feet your bed or give you wheels for legs
n*gga, f*ck you gon’ run to?
[chorus: stogie t]
ride with me to the other side
where gunshots and sirens harmonize
the good die young, the mothers cry
talkin’ about the other side
the grim reaper sing a lullaby
belly of the beast, sh*t get horrifying
over on the other side
it’s dirty politics as asual
you turn up missing, what’s the alibi?
welcome to the other side
they’ll do you dirty for the dollar signs
down below just tryna survive

[post*chorus: stogie t]
ride
ride
ride
down below just tryna survive
ride

[verse 2: stogie t, ginger trill]
if they smile with you, they should cry with you (facts)
hustle and grind with you, not just wish you
he got the army issue, semi*automatic pistol
says a magazine will guarantee, no issues
i’m skeptical, i seen him wrestling methadone
’cause ain’t no weapons like chemicals
mental hold you, forget your folk
can’t tell friend or foe
i am legend, german shepherd dog
and all my dogs are undead
gen z on x like it’s alphabetical
corrugated tin homes
prima stoves n*ggas still cold
fly on the nose poverty p*rn
caviar across the main road
dry aged filet mignon
the sign says, “unemployed”
that’s the signal for cutthroats to take cake
the guillotine’s a great antidote for headaches
the template’s a coup de d’etat
in case you forget who they are
they shoot ’em up, coup de grâce
emotionless suit of armor, eh
to the last man, they cold to the touch
[chorus: stogie t]
ride with me to the other side
where gunshots and sirens harmonize
the good die young, the mothers cry
talkin’ about the other side
the grim reaper sing a lullaby
belly of the beast, sh*t get horrifying
over on the other side
it’s dirty politics as asual
you turn up missing, what’s the alibi?
welcome to the other side
they’ll do you dirty for the dollar signs
down below just tryna survive

[post*chorus: stogie t]
ride
ride
ride
down below just tryna survive
ride

- stogie t lyrics

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